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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.

Sunday, 21 February 2016

Man flu

Coughing and spluttering like the wind from an old exhaust,
I lie and wait for the morning.
No joy in this pale fevered waste,
A desolate screaming into space.
Help me! Let me sleep!
But wracked again and again
The phlegm rises and falls,
Never spits or settles,
Just tightness,
Tightness everywhere, with every breath,
Every turn brings another laboured cough.
What feelings are left in me surge and sigh,
Expand with hot and cold emotions.
Time begins and ends with every heartbeat.
Woe is me - Lord hear me sing,
This man flu is a terrible thing.
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