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I must remember, remember to get a scribble on this November... and to kick it off I've decided to share a poem or two (yes yes my very own hand did write them so!) in attempt to set the mind-a-boggling. It's hard to get inspiration through these long ass winter nights, but I bet a flick through Vogue and Acne will certainly help!!

Have a read, have a discussion, have a Kit Kat.

***

A period of uncertainty,

ambiguity;

not clear.

Choked words and nerves

when that telephone rings.

Desperate attempts

to feel connected,

not rejected.

Subliminal messages sent in the post.

Acts of rebellion

against... something...

But what?

A shot

of Absinthe

and bruised knees follow

a thousand messages,

read but not answered.

Sickness.

Sadness.

Erratic and paranoid;

something to avoid

expressing.

Tormented sleep

and dragging days.

These are the ways

of an unknowing fool.

The brain is an enemy,

it'll turn you against me.

Ironic really.

I just want you

to want me.

It certainly looks as though

you're slowly letting go

and

as true or false as that may be,

it's still out there

and in my head to get me.

***

I'm sorry little seed,

For what I've done to you.

To let you think it would be OK

To break through that rubber force field

And cause a race riot.

It's my fault little seed,

I should have put you straight.

But you see I didn't know

How strong and able you were

To stick around and grow.

It's not fair little seed,

Not for you, him or I.

Maybe in another lifetime

When you don't scare the shit out of me

Will I accept that you are mine.

I'm sorry little seed,

For what I've done to you.

To let them take you away from me,

Always wondering but never knowing

What you might have become.

***

You built me a platform
Bigger than I expected
For a girl you hardly knew.

I could wander across
To any side that I wished,
Do a hop, skip, jump if I fancied.

Sometimes I'd turn to find more;
New paths leading me
To unfamiliar rooms and floors.

An entire household,
Every brick laid by you.
I loved to explore every crevis.

But over just one night
You stripped the foundations;
Whipped away like a cloth from a table.

You left me uncertain,
Unbalanced on a wooden beam,
You left me for dead in the dark.

Now I'm terrified to move,
Stuck in this demolished wreck,
Scared of further damage.

Did I make a wrong turn?
What step too far did I take?
Had I discovered a forbidden wing?

I gave you the blueprints
Of my weird and wonderful world,
There were no boundaries restricting you.

Yet you will let me sit here
Dangling my trembling legs,
Not knowing what lies beneath.