Ok, so I'm aware that it's officially now 6 minutes into day 14. But, tbf, both of these were actually written on their correct days (the latter finished off about two minutes ago), I've just only had time to type up and post now since I wasn't at a computer all day today or yesterday - I asked somebody else to check the prompts for me.
I wrote two for Day 12 because both are rubbish. Day 13 currently seems marginally less embarrassing because I basically stole the idea, but I'm not sure I can tell any more because I'm too tired.
Day 12
Broken
He was in no fit state to drive back home.
I said so, but he wasn't listening -
Drinking since /
fast.
He was a wreck, moping around, hiding,
Refusing to speak to anybody,
All since the /
up.
As soon as I saw him I thought he was
Verging on /
down.
After he left, he phoned me from the car
But I couldn't hear - terrible signal.
The call just /
up.
It was over in seconds. The smash and
The harsh squeal of /
s.
Getting Even
"Break even," they said. "That's enough. You'll manage."
And look where that led. Broke and broker.
One day, I just snapped. I was desperate.
Ready money, left out like so much junk.
Knew it was stupid, but took a last stab.
Day 13
Spring Sonnet
Shall I compare thee to an April afternoon?
Thou art more cloudy and more changeable:
Fair weather foolery darkening soon
As summer's heralds burst in sounds of Babel,
The victory note turned battle cry in brass -
Thus coming warmth seems promised us no more.
But when the warlike raindrops beat the glass
And chilly air seeps in round draughty doors,
I have only to lean in close and say
That this will pass and summer have it's day.
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