This (em)Bracing Cold

The flicker sparked a light,
A little taste of forever:
A darkest night,
Daylight suppressor.

Rolls up in his Corsa,
Sometimes brings his daughter,
And every little bit of me
Wants me to warn her
To not get involved
With folk like us,
‘Cause every single smokers
Joke that’s poked at us
Is probably true
To one extent
Or another:
Hungry as fuck,
Paranoia covered
With smiles and laughter
To hide from insanity,
A fifty pence bargain
Disguise from humanity.

Living in the margin
Of poverty and panic he’s
Never told his daughter
What it’ll really do
When the shots in the smoke
Find a way through to you.
She saw enough of her mother,
She knows some scars
Just don’t recover.

Her mother never touched
A drug in her life,
But she still died
On the end of a knife.
Made the wrong friends and
Married the wrong man,
With his tight-clenched left fist
And the writer’s strong hand.

Violent poetry
Is what she called it,
Every night making
Excuses for him.
There’s no word for
What she called Dad,
Who dragged her in blood
Through the hungry and mad,
A little girl robbed
Of the life she never had


About DickensianJack

Born in Wolverhampton in November '93, moved to Huddersfield in September 2012. Studying at the University of Huddersfield. In love with the town - simple as that. As for the blog itself, I've been doing bits and pieces of writing (with varying quality) for a few years. A friend suggested I start a blog to share my work. Most of the stuff on here is poems, but there's other work interspersed on the page. Feel free to leave any comments on my work. Twitter: @DickensianJack (Jack Dickens) Facebook: Cheers, enjoy.
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