
We are all just shadows on the ground
The shadow, disconnected from reality has its advantages
The shadow, disconnected from reality has its advantages
It’s a daily thing The writing The thinking The checking in Alcoholics do it by playing their daily hymn I am here I will not give in Depressives do it One foot at a time Doing their time They do not give in I’m lucky I guess My first thoughts are usually of Poetry Writing […]
Shadows They chase race attached to our feet Seldom out of sight Except at night When their darkness usurps all light And they become huge Filling the room They are unstoppable I once spoke to a man who lived every day with the spectre of the barrel of a gun shoved into his mouth as […]