Bitter

Sucking, I contract
and walk off the midnight hours
through every park in town.

The paths here digress and diverge,
climbing to strange risen roadworks.

Stepping past, I go home. There is no warmth
to the light and I always come back for the fighting.

Arriving, I look down at my life,
sucking, curdled, resentful.

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Biography

James Hyde lives in Co Waterford, after wandering around various countries such as Australia, England and Belgium. A management trainer by trade, he's also the PRO for Tallow Writers' Group and its quarterly magazine, Imagine. He writes poetry mostly, with the occasional foray into short stories and journalism.