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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, 31 July 2016

The ebb and flow

The Water's low tonight
The ebb and flow have got me thinking
Of where you are tonight
And with whom you've gone out drinking.
We had our usual fight
Insults smashed upon the floor
There was no wrong or right
There never is any more.
From the porch I see a light
It's Alfie on his way home
When I ask if you're alright
He says you left an hour ago.
I run down to the lake side
You always swim when you've been drinking
The water's low tonight
And from the edge I see you sinking.
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