On a roll. Two posts, same night. What could possibly go wrong?
Hmm.....
Buckle up cupcake, here we go..........
I know it's hard to tell, but both of the previous two are the same poem....Parts 1 & 2.
This building is now two floors......this was taken before they screwed it up, and was part of the old David Brown complex at Meltham Mills...
Another 50 something off the books, out into the wild.....
This is my catharsis, like just stopping caring what everyone thinks of me, because I know the truth, and they make their version(s) of me up.
Am aiming to clear the decks, open the blank page and bleed words, like NEW words onto it. It will happen, my brain hasn't given up yet.
While some of the above seem so personal, hardly any are "aimed" at real people, they were written in mad moments, and sometimes had elements of several "acquaintances" in them, or nearby.....
I was/am just a worrier who analysed every aspect, and still constantly got it wrong.
(Oh, and most have the word "The" in the title, as I sorted my folder alphabetically....not that many more to go now, honest....)
Maybe.
Which spectrum are you on?
No really.....
(Edited to crop some of the original scans. On reviewing them properly, I thought they were too small to read unless you clicked on them......)
