Poem: ‘The Wannabe Writer’s Naive and Sentimental Writings (Circa 2008)’

My first attempt at becoming
a writer and putting my faith
in people both failed.

When the finished book
differed from what I wanted
– and no one really cared
or bought it
when they promised
they would –

I locked away the six
remaining copies
in a shoe box

took my grubby hands,
wanked over some porn

and have never bothered
to open the box since.

(Poetry)

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