I’m Not Mad They think I’m mad, an aged mind that’s simply given up. They talk to me slowly, check
I’m exploring different ways to tell stories. This modern-day sonnet was written and performed by my good friend David Horner
I recently read a poem by Joe Moran called ‘Job Advert’ which I found highly entertaining. So I have taken
I’m sat in this chair in a place, they call home. I don’t recognize it but it’s where I live.