nothing hurts
[Why am I good at emo poetry? I'd like to turn out a technical manual someday instead. Oh, well.]
if you cannot love me
then hate me
or something
just please don’t feel nothing at all
i can’t bear the thought
you’d forget what we had
and the shadow i cast on your wall
though it may not be permanent
right
or desirable
i [...]
Why I’m working on Remembrance Day
Part of the coherent portion of the conversation at the pub this past Friday revolved around Remembrance Day. Several of the people at the table were making plans to meet up for brunch before proceeding to the War Memorial to attend the ceremony. Mostly they are self-employed; one is a healthcare worker.
By contrast, [...]
