#browninsteadofblue

[browninsteadofblue]

Self portrait

[browninsteadofblue]

[browninsteadofblue]

dontyoudaredowhathedidtome

“Whats new?” she asked hoping I’d say ‘wife’ Instead, my response was A mouthful of lies. “Whats news ?” She asked Hoping I’d say “kids” Instead I said nothing, instead, I told fibs.

"Why not?” she asked She knew she was right but desperately hoped to be proved otherwise. “What’s wrong?” she asked not wanting the truth The secrets I’ve kept, since the days of my youth. “Are you?” she pried I blurted out “yes” Head under water, holding my breath. “You’re not!”, she cried, followed by the plea: “Don’t you dare do what he did to me.” Don’t you dare do what he did to me. Don’t you dare do what he did to me. Don’t you dare do what he did to me. Don’t you dare.

[browninsteadofblue]

a sensory method

I have filled my eyes with scenery and now I cannot see my home. I’ve listened to so much music, I can’t remember my favourite song. First, absorb everyone's feelings, Then, forget about your own and then decide. I've tasted so much sugar and deprived my tongue of bitter. I’ve burnt all of the incense To mask the smell of litter.  When you surround yourself with people, There’s no way to be alone, Unless you hide.

[browninsteadofblue]

The rug that I've tended to sweep everything under forms a mountain of silence in my living room. I'm too self-conscious to speak, so I sweep and I sweep. You're too judgmental to listen.

[browninsteadofblue]

He said: "I like your eyes. They're brown, instead of blue, but they will do."