Shakespeare’s Fool

A literary hamartia, a bumbling idiot. So many riddles. Why so cryptic? Maybe if you had just said – What you fucking meant, So many of our conversations wouldn’t be dead. Stop hiding what you mean, Under pretence and self-esteem; Tear off the bravado darling, I never found your swagger charming. Sociopathy is sexy but … Continue reading Shakespeare’s Fool

Kill Your Darlings

Don’t ask me to line up my children and then pick out one, The smallest, feeblest little darling, the fragile stunted runt My hands fumbling, sweating, – your gun shaking in my clammy grip You’re shouting at me to shoot at her, but her little tears are drip-ping- KILL YOUR DARLINGS – IT’S FOR YOUR … Continue reading Kill Your Darlings