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.
Saturday, 13 August 2016
The split
He pulled and she pulled
With a predictable split
Two forces acting as opposites
And neither one would quit.
When fighting over a spaghetti string
It's just a bit of fun
But when a child's the object
There is more damage done.
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