I NEED TO SLEEP: Poem II

Though everyone must sleep, insomnia is usual for me,When I write, my sentences grow to what they’re meant to be,My Mum is proud, but wishes I’d care more about university,What’s left of school? Pythagorus’s theorem, a few jokes,It’s all very well to be famous, to pick at the starsBut I’ll never save the world with …

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I Need To Sleep

Alone in bed I look at the ceiling through the dark,Its cracks reform to become a question mark,I stare at the worn paint, try not to blink,It’s impossible to sleep so I start to think,I think of my friends, who have left our city,Gone abroad, where the future is supposed to be,We message each other …

The Sad, Beautiful Fact That We’re Going To Miss Almost Everything

Before  we start, understand and accept that the vast majority of the world's books, music, films, television and art, you will never see. It's just numbers. Sorry to break your heart. Consider books alone. Let's say you read two a week, and sometimes you take on a long one that takes you a whole week. …

The Environmental Impacts of Breaking Up With Me

So you're thinking about breaking up with me. As unlikely as it may sound, you are not the first. Chances are you’ve got a lot on your mind right now, as you tackle such questions as: When should you do it? Where should you do it? Are you making a colossal mistake? Breaking up with …

Praises: Ode to Fat

Tonight, as you undress,I watch your wondrous flesh that’s swelled again, the way a river swells when the ice relents. Sweet relief just to regard the sheaves of your hips, your boundless breasts and marshy belly. I adore the acreage of your thighs and praise the promising planets of your ass. O, you were lean …