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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.

Thursday, 6 October 2016

The wind through the window

The In tray grows and grows
As fingers of wind riffle the pages
The steps are long
The door flung open
There is a voice
Ignored and acknowledged
As nib scratches
Head scratches
Cat scratches
The slam
The steps
The wind
Days are long and lived before and again
There are no lies, no truths
Just words floating on the wind
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