Blog, safely and afraid

It’s experiences I need now not stuck in some

four walled cocoon looking for safe things to

Magic Up with words - am thinking of Bukowski

now - he lived life on the edge and wrote about It

- I live on the edge - the very edge of emptiness.

In Safety now. and what I find is I have nothing else

To write about maybe it’s an age thing as well

Everything looks and feels like a repeat these days

Author's Note

This was written after I posted about Bukowski on my blog. It emphasised that my life is so safe now and as a result so limited, whereas Bukowski lived on the edge all the time and remained true to his art. I am sure my writing suffers as a result. I am in a sort of tunnel vision. Very limited vision.