The things that matter to me

37 revolutions. The lover and a drowning man, babies and the blue cross pram, grandchildren sat upon my knee and gran, the one who changed my life so I could be this man can you see me smile? Gran makes me tea, gives me love and if necessary, sympathy. And to her I bring myself…

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Death by misadventure

That rebound sound and you know that we fear it, the slingshot ricochet that moves me closer and you further away. When the glue cracks and the sides come apart and the seamstress is on vacation who will fix this broken heart? I travel vacantly unaware where I’m going or what I have seen. It…

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