TONIGHT THE WORDS COME TO SAVE ME
Another night closing in on midnight and
This time around I just got out of work and
Wine and smoke and a blessed day off tomorrow
Mean tonight i can sit back, enjoy this time
And get back to the words
Which i’m convinced have come to save me.
The wine, cheap and always nasty, soothes
Me tonight as i feel the stress of this life
Just falling away leaving me ready to face
Yet another new day when, again, with no
Work and no life tasks to do i can just wake
And get back on the crazy words of this life.
Bradford Middleton lives in Brighton on England’s south-coast. He was born in London in the long hot summer of 1971 and began writing poetry aged 35 when he landed in Brighton not knowing anyone and with no money. He’s recently been battling with a second draft of a new novel he began at the start of 2020 and hopes that someone somewhere will get to read it soon. Follow him on Facebook @bradfordmiddleton1 if you like.