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My stories

This Family Life

There's Indentations, on the chipboard wall. From bedposts, punched sex, and addiction. Take away menus, on the door mat. Glossing over red gasbills. Her birthday card. A worn keyhole is busted.

For Rusty

Drop me off. in your wheezing car. Near the syringe field. Stand me hunched, with the winos. Who drink sherry, with their salad days. Come back later. With a spade. before the frost, the traffic.

Keepers

I know I am not supposed to do this. I grit my teeth and hold on. I try and try and try. I'm clean and sober. It's not good enough. I am lost and so lonely. I keep thinking of better times.

Eight Months Clean

I am scared. I am scared of leaving the past. I am scared of losing the protection. I am scared of what is going to happen. Now the pills have all gone I am scared of taking other drugs. The bad ones.

Bug

You have toyed with me, like an insect. Pulled off my arms, and my legs. A sick and ill boy. Has been let down. Crushed! A bug to your ground. How does it feel? To make me want to die. Does it cross your view?

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