Soft-spoken constant words devour me slowly
My resounding poetry filling my mind
These illuminated lies I tell myself
Although I know it to be a mere delusion
Falling slowly, consumed by my insane fantasy
I make things up I want to hear
And avoid the words I need to hear
Burning the midnight oil scribbling my words, my illuminated lies
The lies I tell myself.
Neville Johnson is a UK veteran of Iraq, Afghanistan and Northern Ireland. Follow him here. Listen to the Savage Wonder podcast episode with him here.
Sweeping Leaves in the Wind, Good Soldiers Don’t Cry, and Alone in a Crowded Room by the Veterans Collective, featuring selections from Neville Johnson.
In Love…&War: The Anthology of Poet Warriors by Dead Reckoning Collective, featuring selections from Neville Johnson.
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