4/3/4

i keep writing
these poems
in 4/3/4

i don’t know why
but my brain
just will not stop

configuring
all my thoughts
into this form

tiny little
faux haiku
drifting away

a cloud of thought
barely formed
a ghost of words

miniaturised
groups of sounds
shorn of meaning

so anyway
here they are
you have been warned

***

#1:

no one loves me
even though
i think they should

***

#2:

i cannot breathe
with your hand
upon my heart

***

#3: (a dream)

the octopus
grips my arm
like a lost child

***

#4: echo

a delicate
dust shadow
revelation

***

#5: autobiography #1

i spent a pound
on some sweets
and ate them all

***

#6: unanswered question

what difference
would it make
if i smiled

***

#7: remembrance of shaves gone by

i keep looking
at the blood
trickling away

***

#8: self realisation

what is the point
of all this
with no-one here

***

#9: autobiography #2

watched the football
it was shit
yet i’ll watch more

***

#10: lunch

this glass of milk
has a fly
dying in it

***

#11:

i don’t feel well
anymore
and nor do you

***

12: yes

i am having
a breakdown
in poetry

***

#13: autobiography #3

it was busy
in the park
i ate some chips

***

#14: it is happening again

its so windy
all the bins
blew down the road

***

#15:

his twitter posts
came and went
and went and went

***

#16: email

it’s possible
i missed it
not ignored it

***

#17: book #1

the book was good
i liked it
i read some more

***

#18: book #2

Thus Were Their Faces
was the book
i was reading

***

#19: book #3

its title
did not quite fit
breaking all the rules

***

#20: autobiography #4

covered in ink
from leaking
cheap broken pens

***

#21:

I was offered
kind advice
Frightened, I ran

***

#22:

sometimes i try
to escape
the bounds of space

***

#23: autobiography #5

my headphones fell
on the floor
they were alright

***

#24:

wasting my time
as if it
means anything

***

#25: autobiography #6

the plastic bags
jellyfished
across the park

***

#26: FIN

if i could die
it would be
quite the relief

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Notes:

1. Written between 6th and 8th August, 2019
2. It’s okay I’ve stopped now

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