Friday 9 June 2023

What would you prefer?

The darkness. The Mist. The rats. The dry cold air.

It's 05:30. It's 4 degrees. I'm heading off for work. 17miles.

I'm lucky, as for 16 miles it's canal, all off road. Muddy and pitch black.

Today the canal water is warmer than the air, barely, but it creates a fog.

There's no wind so it hangs in the air, creating clouds of slightly smelly mist.

Either the countless horror movies I've seen, or my imagination, but isn't it spooky?

The rats are abundant at the moment.. perhaps they need more predators...

The police are out too. I stop to ask what they've lost? "some bloke's jumped in..." they reply.

I carry on, now scanning the water for bodies.. it wouldn't be the first time I passed one.

The council have been cutting the edges, and they leave it all over the path.

I hear a pop as I run over glass, or a stone, or god know what.. I hope I don't have to stop..

I arrive in Manchester, Piccadilly. Lights are bright, and it's noisy.

There are loads of people now. Some walking about, some stood waiting, some asleep in doorways.

It's a nice commute. By far better than sitting on the motorway staring at the cars in front...  

Why did mummy leave?

Why did mummy leave?

 

Mummy didn't leave, only part of her did,

but sadly she felt that it had to be hid.

She struggled and struggled with no end in sight,

with the clarity of mud she slowly sank from the light.

No-one understood & no-one heard her screams..

 ...

Mummy didn’t leave, she was taken away,

the previous struggles all festering away.

The reasons for being here now so unclear,

a temptation arises, so clear, so near.

An option, a choice, a feeling, oh finally, a feeling..

 ...

Mummy didn't leave, but a choice was made,

the feelings she'd found just wouldn't fade.

"But what of my world?", she'd come to ask,

but painful consequence wore its own mask.

Now the time has come, the world torn in 2..

 ...

Mummy didn’t leave, she set herself free,

now all those around have come to see,

that a new world can always be shared,

by all those around, who always cared.

...

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