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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.

Friday, 6 January 2017

Cold outside and in

There's little light this time of year
Frost creeps thick in the sun's domain
Harder still the crystal nights
When the moonbeams fall like rain.

Outside this door is wasteland
The hills a blank white hole
Beyond the house lies heaven and hell
Beyond love lies my frozen soul.

I focus on your sallow skin
What little warmth remains
Run fingers through your flaxen hair
To which snowflakes cling like chains.

I rise and lay the fire to rest
The embers quickly fade
I kiss you one last time, my love
And kiss my wrists with the blade.

There's little light this time of year
And my eyes grow darker still
I'll find you in that dark, my love
I promise that I will.

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