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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Friday, 19 February 2016

A fox's breath

And at the end
We are left with memories pooling
Like a fox's breath in winter.
Our time is dawn
Brief, beautiful and bright.
No colours separate our thoughts,
All is one is everything.
The scents and flavours
Of what you did
And who I was
And where we were.
Brittle as a beetle
Whose carapace lives on empty and alone.
But somehow, somewhere,
We are forever.
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