A collection of poems I made for World Mental Health Day, which was on October 10th! Part two tomorrow!
Poem: Coming Home Four in the morning. There is an Irish man on the bus Talking to himself, clearly intoxicated. "I'm coming home!" He blurts out suddenly, To an audience of no-one. But I hear. After some grunts and mumbling, he asks: "Where the fuck are we?" A mighty question for his... Continue Reading →