Nearly two months ago I wrote these three lines, straight into a draft post, certain that something would come of them. I’ve revisited them several times since, always with the expectation that somehow they would ‘take off’ and lead me to a different outcome, a more comprehensive ‘thing’.
But nothing ever happens.
Maybe they’re meant to be just as they are, who knows?
Anyway, rather than leave them festering, I think they deserve their chance of flight…
Did he go quietly?
No-one but God knew,
but no-one was talking to God.
Ian Gouge - Writer 