As life returns to normal, post-COVID infection, I thought it might be an idea to write some longer form poems for the next 30 days, to get me back into the business of routine. Fortunately, Twitter has provided an event for that: #NaPoWriMo, which is part of #NationalPoetryMonth.
Here, finally, is #25. Apologies for the delay in services, this is due to my side hustle becoming a bit more than just hit and hope. So, as this is the happiest I have been for a VERY long time, here’s a poem when I’m not.
Thank you for taking the time to read, and please comment if you like this 😀
Despondency Those days you wish, just for a while, perhaps ignore the fact our World’s on fire; everyone else online is happier because somehow they cannot see those naked Emperors who dance upon the charred remains of broken dreams, good health and job security… they’ll be the end of me. Despondency, my constant, irritating mate, could you not just fuck off and bother someone else, leaving a space that happily will be replaced with blankets, chocolate biscuits until that day, missed warmth arrives real hugs return from brilliant chums true friends who gave themselves selflessly saving vital part of me.
The Internet of Words 