Saturday 16 March 2013

Slow Guitar


Today has been largely unproductive, although I did decide to move to Canada, so that's something. But then I remembered I don't have any money, so it's just another dream dashed. Here is a poem about feelings and shit.

On Being Irrepressibly Angry

I have triggers,
just like everybody else.
And once they’ve been pulled,
it’s hard to get the bullets back in.

2 comments:

  1. This twitter poem is not addressed to you, but it is, I hope, authentic and pithy like yours.

    It's been so long,
    I don't think of you.
    Unless I hold a cup of warm coffee,
    hear an Italian aria,
    or smell the earth after rain,
    then I often do

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  2. That was lovely :) Thank you for sharing! Do you write a lot?

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