We march them, linked together, into the railway tunnel abandoned and curving in a manner so efficient as to block out light to deny the day No torches permitted Just a stick to tap the way We inch forward Treading on our nerves In a Welsh tunnel where Tottenham are still not very good NeitherContinue reading “Last day of the school outward bounds trip.”
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Falling out
When you grow tired of someone; when their actions enrage and annoy you, are you the kind of person who meets the issue head on? Who worries not for the fireworks or potential destruction a heated or awkward conversation may cause. Not shying away from the havoc, because a moment of destruction may pave theContinue reading “Falling out”
Poetry for Dullards 