The hard part is,
I don’t remember.
Tag: 2025
I Still Love You – Sunday 24th August 2025 (Aged 50)
Yet, I still love you,
and it feels like trauma,
with a bow of grief.
I see us in pictures,
and something feels incomplete
No Time To Waste – Written Sunday 24th August (Aged 50)
No time to waste,
there is hate.
It expands like that foam
that people use
just to fill a space
Do I Belong To You? – Written Thursday 7th August 2025 (Aged 50)
things that turn up
like pieces of things that turn up late,
pieces of things
pieces if things held together with tape.
Stretch – Written Wednesday 6th August 2025 (Aged 50)
“The days stretch out before me,
so I put on my face
and rifle through my book.”
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 