I’m back
Cogs began to squeal against the rust that had built from years of neglect. Gears started to shed the dust of time. Long forgotten instruments with long forgotten purposes flashed and beeped as the whirred back into life. The scent of grease, dust, time and industry all mixed into one heady aroma. The machine was waking up. Words would flow again.
Hello one and all, I’m back after over a year’s absence. I should be posting up more of the poetry, prose and occasional musings that I used to throw up, probably just as sporadically as I did back then. It’s good to be back, hope you all enjoy, and as ever please feel free to leave a comment, I’ll reply as soon as humanly possible.
TLR.
The Lonely Recluse
The Lonely Recluse 