• a muddle is my mind

    a muddle is my mind
    filthy water to the brim

    thoughts, slop
    mouth gushes

    toes wet, legs jelly
    slip, fall upwards

    crossed eyes, lids tight
    vision scattered polka dots

    when can i be
    better not this or this

    lips, smile, eyes bright
    a wave hello

    why cant i be
    that and not this

  • how can i

    how can i be present
    when i can’t accept

    how can i be kind
    when i can’t love

    how can i be at peace
    when i am not here

    how can i not
    when i am

    how can i
    when i am

    how i
    when i

    i
    i

  • No, don’t say that

    No, don’t say that.
    That’s not what I want.
    I brought up this, you should bring that.
    You don’t look like you are here,
    Your mind is still elsewhere

    Put down your phone.
    Be with me here.
    See me.
    Hear me.
    Tell me you’re here.

    I stutter, I splutter, I mish mash my words.
    I fumble, I stumble, I spit out a mess.

    How can any understand me.

    I think, I flop, I race in my head.
    I splish, I splosh, I cry and I weep.
    I fart, I moan, I distract myself.
    How can I ever know me.

    Put down your phone,
    And listen to me.

    Put down your self,
    And listen to me.

    I’ll put down myself,
    And listen to you.

    I’m sorry I shouted,
    I’ll listen to you.
    If you’ll listen to me.

    Oh don’t worry,
    I was just being silly.
    Just talking to myself.
    Just alone with my words.

Hello! I’m Tom (he/him), based in London, UK. I write prose & poetry, also some small reflections I want to share. Enjoy 🙂

I have a Youtube channel where I post creative things sometimes.