A mixture of pieces of writing, some recent, but many older. Some of them are written to be spoken aloud, ranted, recorded or for performance, maybe imagine a voice speaking it, some is just thoughts about things, about teaching performance, some are stories.
Thursday, 1 March 2018
AGE
When I were a mere yoot of 45
I still felt 25
but now I am 55
(I lie about my age, I'm actually 59)
I am, under no illusions
and dreams are in the past and I imagine
Being 65, 75, 85
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