it came in the night
driving and thick
a vertical virtual
wall of precipi…
tation
–
wind rumples
through the eves
crunkling the cardboard
taped to my ceiling
“spielkiste”
from the last time
–
my spiders watch
from the opposite corner
of the room
their spindly legs
like stripped
upside down
umbrellas
–
dehumidifier hums
on 80%
carpets
still feel damp
–
the rains are here again
Photo by Anna Atkins on Unsplash
So… I wrote this cool poem and I wanted to record it. But only the first half came out right. Anyway – so you, dear readers, get the full thing and those who listen only get half. But please listen anyway, because it sounds just how I want!
March
I’m just trying to know things
trying so hard
like, is February always difficult
and March always sad?
or is it just this year
and has something gone bad
cos I hope
it’s just my brain
come to trick me again
and maybe the dark
is always
just a lack
of light
so
I wait
in shadows, hoping
for something
to come out right
WordPress link (for the first half only) https://soundcloud.com/user-808707280/half-of-march
Photo: Marco Ceschi via https://unsplash.com/@spantax
A little something for everyone this week. Here’s a short spoken-word piece
Every mother looks tired today
Or perhaps it’s the harsh light of Monday
As she sat with a baby in a sling
With the sun on her face
I could see the exhaustion
of the night before
And I also saw
Those dedicated mums meeting their friends
In cafes for lunch
Trying not to be in the way
Trying to get their two year olds to eat something
It’s not even much fun
But better than not having gone
What a mess they make
And I think maybe I’ll just get a job
And outsource all my childcare from now on
Every mother looks tired today
Motherfucking February
Soundcloud link: https://soundcloud.com/user-808707280/motherfcking-february
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