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Hand on darkness
Some years ago, I realised
I am the driver of my life
And so I chose light
It was a difficult decision
More difficult than it sounds
It’s hard to know what it is to see
When there’s no darkness around
It’s easy to equate pain with feeling
To attach pain to being
And so I never ran from the dark
I marched towards it
Let it smoke my heart
Instead, it was alw...
Sunday 29th June 2025 5:04 pm
Wrestled to girl
I wrestled you down
Girl
Into woman
I grew your thoughts for you
Lifeless of the party
Monotone
You vacuum expression
And drain me,
Exhausted
Stop
I gave you emotions
Give me energy
Any kind just give
Give and give
I must drink
Always thirsty am I
But I drink for you
So what’s this lull in your throat
Dip in your tone
Crack?
No
You ...
Friday 13th October 2023 4:26 pm
When His Words Become Hands
His words could become sharp as corners
And trap you there
Flailing in his grasp
They could pinch your skin
Until you cried
And cried
Throughout your shifts
They could catch your wrists and stop you
From moving on
From moving
They could lock the doors, no leaving
They could shame you and shrink you
They could come flying in from an open window,
A buzzing phon...
Monday 8th March 2021 7:27 pm
We Feel
Some time ago
My skin turned wooden
My feet moulded into one
Foot
I slipped
And smudged the painted grid
On the marble floor
Another time I fell
And did not stop
I rolled right off the board
It was not a conscious decision
To spectate rather than participate
But it happened
As it does to many
Who give up on giving
When you undertake solely seeing
You relinquish being
But not feeli...
Saturday 21st November 2020 7:27 pm
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