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I’m fighting against nature and nature is winning
And that’s as it should be, not some hollow victory
So I’ll be back next year to slaughter your children
These are the thoughts that go through my head as I’m pulling ragwort on the sabbath
I’m spending my weekdays putting down roots
And spending my weekends tearing them up again
I see you, old neighbour, gossiping and judging
All I’m uprooting and nothing I’m planting
These are the thoughts that go through my head as I’m pulling ragwort on the sabbath
I fell into a century long sleep
And woke up at the top of the world
Found a road that leads everywhere and nowhere at once
Where the sea and the sky are a sucker punch
I tried to leave myself in the city
But the fucker followed me to Stornoway
I dumped him in a shieling but he’s stubbornly alive
I still lose days to email while my kids make knives
They are something I am not
I am not yet quite sure what
But it gives me hope
These are the thoughts that go through my head as I’m pulling ragwort on the sabbath
It might sound like defiance but I’m often on your side
Some weeks it’s the only day I feel alive
In this madness
This sadness
This not completing anything and not allowed to stop
The constant pulling up of roots while never planting crops
I am a murderer
Wanting something to survive
On the sabbath.
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Sad country boy
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All art is worthless
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All art is worthless
Except for that fact that
It makes life bearable
If you lose your compass
You will not find it
Inside a shopping mall.
Classical poetry
Digital content
Flowers at the funeral
After the pub
Before the storm
A glass that’s half full
The comfort of darkness
The kindness of crowds
A word that reminds you
Of your sixteenth birthday
The boy who broke your heart
The meaning of life
The song that you sing when you don’t trust the government
The keening lament when they win
And everything in between
I’ve only trod lightly
Left a faint footprint
But it’s all that I can do
All art is worthless
Except for the fact that
Nothing else gets you through.
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Andrew Eaton Lewis Scotland, UK
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