Write What You Know

‘Write what you know…’

‘Don’t write it to death…’

‘It’s so eerie and dreary and fills us with dread.’

‘Surely there’s something to write of instead?’


The teachers, their ignorance, stupidness, blindness

It’s all I can see in the world they’ve assigned us

This person, those people – life cut too short

but sure, write of rainbows, go on now, distort.


You can’t live without death –

all the rage in the papers

It’s written on walls now

who cares for those strangers?

It’s not you, it’s not us,

it was her slash his mum

the violence and anger it just carries on.


So I’ll write of death, it’s all that I know.

The living are dead, they’re just still on the road.



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