Craig Watt
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Calling to Me
I have felt in my life that there is a call for me. That there is something inside me sort of ringing. Trying to get through. Trying to say something. But the ear and the voice haven’t quite connected. Like I haven’t heard clearly what the voice is saying. What it is I’m meant to hear. And I then feel like what I’ve got to say isn’t the clearest interpretation of that. Like I’m hearing it through some sort of curtain. Or that I haven’t even picked up the receiver. But still it rings. Some days it’s a gentle vibration that I let rock me back to sleep. Other days it makes me do. Something.
By Craig Watt6 years ago in Poets
Brother
I went for dinner last night. I like dinner. I like food and eating. Although I realise that as I type this that food and eating has always had it’s challenges for me. But that’s not the point of this thought. I don’t think. You can see I haven’t planned this or got some sort of pre planned script.
By Craig Watt6 years ago in Humans
