Shanktart – Toasted Sugar Rage Poetry
On the good ship burning hot… it’s time to smear a little anger on the sweaty hot days of Nottingham’s doubtless brief summer. It’s other people who wind me up
On the good ship burning hot… it’s time to smear a little anger on the sweaty hot days of Nottingham’s doubtless brief summer. It’s other people who wind me up
“I rarely write poetry of any kind, being possessed of only the crudest sense of the form. If it don’t rhyme I don’t get it. Well, I’m not that bad,
Life seems to be brimming with an excess of stresses at present. Partly it’s just so damned busy, which sure is a good thing – it’s nice to have stuff