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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.

Sunday, 26 January 2025

Waiting

Death waits at her window, unashamed
As I wait at mine

She gazes out as I gaze in
Joined by her reflection, we wait

Clutching at straw-like hairs, she slips
And slumbers in a dream of youth

And I slip back beyond my blinds
While death reflected never stirs

No signals ever pass between
These panes of glass, these silent tongues

She waits to be called
And I wait for my time
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