‘Sing Well’

Come on then

Don’t keep us waiting

We want to see you bleed

To see others suffer

For their art

Is the validation we need

Bottom Of The Class

I
scroll
through
your words

And
realise
mine don’t
compare

For
you all
write so
beautifully

Whereas
I splurge
without
a care

An Apathetic Author

It’s
hard to
write
it all
down

What
I’ve
been
feeling
inside

But now
is the
time to
start
again

For the
truth
I’ll no
longer
hide

A Tad Uncouth

I could
never
write as
fancily

As
many
others
here do

I just don’t
have the
talent,
frankly

For much
more
than a
fuck you

Connections

It’s easier to connect with other artists these days than it is to any of my friends.

It’s because we understand how shit things are, I think, when the madness descends.

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