Restrain
Refrain
Insult
Explain,
Stumble and
Mumble and
Bruise and
Fumble,
Touch and
Tangle and
Creak and
Jangle,
Embalming
Disarming
Disgusting
Alarming,
Exhausting and
Taxing
Tensing
Relaxing,
Restoring
Exploring
Imploring
Assuring,
Adoring.
Bryson Thomas
It started with a wink.
But that’s not where it started.
It started with abandonment,
And forced independence,
And bare-knuckled survival,
With a brain-thirst to slake,
With poverty that money can’t buy,
And the delight of square pegs.
It started with the Preschool of self-made amusements,
With the Governess of necessity,
With the Grammar of exclusion,
And the College of subsistence,
And obsidian wit.
It started with standing apart,
And standing out,
And standing the difference,
And standing at all.
It started with beauty,
It started with candour,
Love.
It started before we met.
Bryson Thomas
Light
And noise
And pain
And touch
And food
And blankets
And noise
And noise
And noise
And sleep
And who
And why
And why
And why
And what if
And can I
And pain
And joy
And what
And pets
And want
And want
And want
And need
And feed
And noise
And light
And dark
And love
And love
And love
And sleep
And again.
Bryson Thomas
You’ve found a blog for the rest of us. Those who are not compelled to write every day. Those for whom word-craft is not painless. Those who write because they think they might be good at it, but don’t know yet.
That said, there will be entries most days. Poems, some random thoughts, some mental detritus.
Please, delve below for my content – and comment at will. This is, and will likely always be, a work in progress.
brysonthomas 
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