POETRY FORUM

IT WAS THE SIZE OF A WALNUT

by Bradford Middleton September 9, 2024 0 comments

I’d stuffed my gut
Because I felt so tired
& sure enough there was
Energy coursing
Through me but also
My gut felt ugly
Enough to burst
But with a stoned,
Zoned-out lethargy
Holding me down
I just waited…

I waited until I
Couldn’t take anymore
& got up & walked
On down the hall
To the bathroom
I share with only
6 other flats &
Soon it came &
Suddenly I felt
A little bit better
But after all the
Drama I couldn’t
Believe it was only
The size of a damn
Walnut!

editors note:

Come on! You’d be disappointed, too. – mh clay

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A bit about Bradford: Bradford Middleton lives in Brighton on England’s south coast. He won his first poetry competition at age 9, then promptly gave up for twenty-five years and, it’s fair to say, his style has changed some since those days. When he moved here he knew no one and had no money so would spend his nights in his room writing mad frantic verse to keep his mind awake. Then one day the impossible happened, those glorious souls at Mad Swirl agreed to publish one of his poems. Since then he’s been published all over the internet, in some journals and zines, and had five chapbooks of his poems released. The latest, The Whiskey Stings Good Tonight…, published in 2023 by the Alien Buddha Press, even features a blurb by MH Clay, poetry editor right here at the Mad Swirl. Bradford is hopeful his debut collection will come to some point soon and he’s making plans for something exciting… Follow him on Twitter/X @BradfordMiddle5.