Being alive, Pain, Poetry

Man Down, a poem by Kate Tempest

Go to a quiet place, let the words rain on you, contemplate...   Man down Let it be known: no man is entirely alone No man is a man all through. I’ve seen you. Shivering. Fleeting weakness. Cold rain scuffing its feet on the beaches. Young human. You. All feeling, flesh. Brine eyes. Man, but… Continue reading Man Down, a poem by Kate Tempest