I don't like to call myself a poet. I know nothing about poetry. A friend 'came out' to me as a poet at the start of 2013. I admitted I used to enjoy writing poetry when I was a teenager. Thanks to him, I've started writing, at 46, and am enjoying it. If it's rubbish...then so be it.
Tuesday 5 March 2013
"The Reason"
Short & sweet
That’s why I’m here.
Here it is:
Where’s my sweets
You cunt?
Dulwich Poet 5th March 2013
(A total piss take, to give to a colleague, who was covering poetry, for the ‘Chatterbooks’ session, in the library I work at)
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