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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.

Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Life and lichen

The washing machine turns another load,
As I sit in silence staring as it winds and whirrs
And somewhere above me children call and cry.
Everything is background but for that one spot of lichen
Glowing golden on the roof across the way.
Gold against the red tiles and blue sky,
Burning with full focus.
Time is a tune for others to enjoy,
Its beat is lost to me.
I just sit and stare at that patch of gold,
And only your footsteps wake me.

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Location: Lewes, Lewes

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