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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.

Wednesday, 12 October 2016

The Clank on Shale

It was a dump,
A shack by the sea,
Somewhere to escape
From modernity.
An ancient place
Of rounded stone,
Cold and damp,
No one's home.
The water claimed
The floor and walls,
The sky broke in,
No roof at all.
And inside
In that black and white,
I sit and dream in colour,
And write.

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