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Sweet Lullabies

I performed this week as well at the newly rebranded The Habitat (formerly Tuning Fork). There was a massive crowd, mostly new. And a lot of the new poets spilt their tales of pain, depression and heartbreak. My original plan was to do a dark,smoky piece or a breakup piece. I have been in such an emotionally bruised place, that I was in need of comfort. But just like writing, I realised performing is catharsis, not healing. So instead I created comfort with this piece. It’s an old one but I’ve revamped how I perform it. What do you think?

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Habit, Actually

I would have said..

I could get really used to you

…except I find I already have.

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Habits are like huge foam pillows
Comforting, cuddly, warm
Suffocating and restrictive as well

And yeah, they aren’t easy to break. All they do is bounce right back on you.
Your only hope is to tear through even if some of the residue sticks to you.

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A ritual is a habit with an over-inflated sense of self-importance

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Relationships that are habits
aren’t exciting any more
but they are a helluva lot more comfortable.

And consider, if you had to let go of that flashy new bling outfit you got last week
OR your favorite holed-and-patched-and-ripping pyjamas…
…which would you really, really miss more?

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Some people are sad or bored or boring out of habit.
Actually by the same token some people are joyful or involved or interesting by habit.

All it is, is about getting used to thinking about the way one is…or decides to be.

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I’m a creature of habit – a bad habit of hobnobing with worse creatures.

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Discipline is nothing more than habit with good PR.

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