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Hayloft Memories
I remember playing in a hayloft
with older boys, daring to jump like they did.
I tunneled alone through hay and darkness,
to find light at the other end.
As my memory goes back to those carefree times,
I wonder if I tried to impress older boys
as if they were my father.
Was I trying to outdo my brothers?
Was there a sexual element
in body sensations in free fall in hay?
Was b...
Thursday 9th April 2020 2:01 pm
Happiness
Happiness:
The light at the end of the never-ending tunnel.
The worlds way of fueling us with counterfeit hope.
The missing pieces of the saddest ever puzzle.
The forgotten punchline of a humorless joke.
The untied shoelace that causes a slip and stumble.
The handful of cheap whiskey and the line of coke.
The meaningful words hidden deep inside a mumble. ...
Friday 14th October 2016 6:12 am
TUNNEL
TUNNEL
Tumbling end over end down the black nothingness of the tunnel, spinning down breaking my bones, bruising my flesh in a violence of movement.
Now, numb with pain I pass out as all my blood drains from my veins to be replaced by ice-cold fear. I’ve never been so afraid, all I want is peace, to rest, to sleep, to die.
My life is taken up by this tunnel, never ending...
Sunday 19th February 2012 1:57 am
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