heaviness my head feels too large for my neck eyes unfocused staring at nothing silent cotton wool head achy ear dreaming of climbing under duvet and sleeping for days but knowing I can’t and I won’t feeling a draining blanketing gloom like a mist hanging heavy over the river separated from the world it’s there…… Continue reading today

old habits

rows of houses stare blankly at empty streets cold orange street lights hazed with drizzly halos well-worn pavements reflect their dismal glow warm breath on dark air clouding my eyes old habits die hard