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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.

Tuesday, 7 January 2025

Winter skin

It's here again, my winter skin
The suit of scale I hide within
Is it genetic or the weather's fault
That I begin this annual moult? 
These reddened blotches o'er my face
And eczema circled round my waist, 
The maddening need to dig my nails
Into all these burning scales. 
To stop myself from doing harm
I've learned to enter zen-like calm
And use a wave of mental force
To wash my skin of all its soreness, 
Until such a time as when
The burning rears its head again. 
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