Oct 23, 2022
The demons in my mind
howl like wind in the trees.
Thunderclaps in my head
warn of rain approaching.
I don’t have the medication umbrella
some of my loved ones use for shelter,
or the energy to fight much more.
Instead, I will rest,
a weapon according to Jason Bourne.
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I write eclectically, including poetry and stories with themes such as pets, tourism, humour and politics. I also write about being Christian and gay.
