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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, 16 January 2025

The seance

It's witching hour on Thursday night
And the ghosts are there with silent scream
Ectoplasm drips from the walls
And the medium sways as in a dream

She hears the voices coming in
'Key's in the drawer,' 'her name was Pat'
'Wash the curtains at 30 degrees' 
'Water the plants,' 'put out the cat' 

The dead are never interesting
They mostly wish they were alive
Or just adrift in blissful sleep
Finally free of the 9-5

But always when they're just about
To emerge into the tunnel's light
Someone brings them crashing back
With questions every Thursday night

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