From the lost diary of Franklyn Brindley

What we then thought was fact was, in fact, a fiction because addiction can make us believe what we want to.
and it’s
when the shivers run through you and the knives come to cut you and the doctors are trying to ‘nut you off ‘
only then do you think that there might be a problem, but easily solved, absorbed in suspension defying or decrying attention but making a statement which doesn’t make sense.

inducing a coma, a full stop or comma it’s then up to you to decide.

For a long time
nineteen sixty-nine
was all I could remember
and all
I wanted to recall.

If that’s true then who am I kidding?

I think the horsemen are coming
but that’s just another fear.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.