in my head,
i am the recognised talent
but then absolute anonymity
feels like a most progressive friend

no energy today
positive
but not much to say
avoided the coast road
came in another way

they must look at me
and feel i am fumbling
and crumbling
as i make my way through my life

the problem is capitalism
but.. that may be too much
because that truth has a final realism
we all lose,
to the power of neoliberalism

it is clear
i was made in a different shed
am i,
just full of the delusions in my head

give me a creative welsh dresser
and crockery that does not break
give me thoughts and feelings
that drown out all the hate

if i told you creativity,
was representative –
of your mental health
would you believe me
would you?

look, i could hang some bunting on it
or i could paint it in pretty colours
maybe i could hang it in a frame
or i could act like it is parental approval
and accept that you want me to take the blame