Author name: Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.

SILENCE AND PIXELATION

I hate the *******
music channels on
TV in the UK. Can’t
say **** or **** or
whisper ***** to the
black bro.
Silence and pixelation is
ruining an otherwise
great ******* day.

FADING INTO OBLIVION

I have forgotten
what it feels like
to hug n kiss n tell,
to wake up next to
someone else
smelling of roses,
fruit or
tin
Was that by choice or
merely as a consequence of
the stupidity of day or
the brains overruling
what my heart now
yearns

THE GREY

If you were to ask me
what top to wear
on that special day
I would say
The Grey
always
The Grey
on any day
wear
The Grey

POORLY

Twitching legs
beneath a quilted
layer of solitude.
Perspiration
wearing down
brittle bones.
Breathing cold
air through
rattling teeth.
Sleep absconded
with
my dreams

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