March 2nd, 2021
I step off but don’t move. The bus pulls away
in a roar. I remove my mask. The air I breathe
feels like bliss. I stand on the muddy sidewalk
looking up at the sky. If I were a man of faith
now would be the time to start speaking in tongues.
April 23rd, 2021
Stripped of my jeans and T-shirt I lie back on a
bed that’s only a mattress as I stare at the
ceiling letting my skin catch a chill. No matter
what the hands of the clock have to say it’s
the right time to give up. Sunlight makes
patterns on the wall as I fall asleep.
—Steve Anwyll
The Great Wall
If you did something with your life,
it would make you one of those people.
So you stay true to yourself: honest
and un-judged, keeping the doubters
and self-doubts at bay. You shouldn’t
have to be subjected to the scrutiny
of the unworthy: you’re better than that;
you exist in a more rarefied sphere.
No one else can enter there.
—John Tottenham
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