WhatWhyHow???

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.

Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Where the Wild Things Were

I still see them now,
Those creatures,
Dressed for work and everyday.
Claws dulled,
But hair still Brylcreemed,
Waiting at the bus stop,
Not even eyeing-up the other passengers.
This is not their place.
These are not their terms.
Whatever happened to the Wild Things?
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