A quick poem
Glass heart 21/8/2011 Stony heart How do I enter you? Cold heart How do I soothe you? Oh, icy heart How do I melt you? Glass heart How do I break you?
Archive for August, 2011
What now?
I have a new flatmate. The smell emanating from his room seems to get worse every day. When he’s here he does nothing except drink and smoke all the time. It’s hard to imagine him without a can of Fosters in his hand. I don’t know if he is an alcoholic – his life seems [...]
