Is it possible to live
without a heart?
Or walk inside a head
with thoughts instead
of dread?

I was walking in my head
the lighting wasn’t set,
the mood left me at the lamp post,
its metallic flavour permeated my tongue
when I wrapped my cold arms around it
while your taste brought me tears.
I had hoped reinventing the sunshine would bring me
memories like ham rolls, hot mustard
spilled onto time where I’d ponder my choices;
meetings in the square,
casual and attentive, awash with shadows
when they came to serve the daylight,
and with more than enough warmth to dry my tears.
I still walk for hours, never venturing out.
Bring me sunshine, bring me laughter,
bring me love.

Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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