Two seats to watch the trains go by.
We met whilst all this was still in its infancy,
Green as a newborn.
The first construction was a ladder
Nailed up against a dead tree.
Trunk hollowed, junk hallowed.
I spent as long as I could
Just watching birds flap
Between the twin trees of the furthest field.
It was almost an acrobatic manoeuvre,
Acting out a dare of finding the fastest speed
For navigating that nest of branches.
Or maybe it was something more scientific,
That insects swarmed between those heady boughs.
I wonder how much art or science
Brings me back here to the second seat
Gesturing to nobody like a lonely fool.
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.
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