Some people say it was ok for it to happen then.
You died to me when I old enough to know better.
Often beaten
and banished
to the back of a blue panel-van.
I would with lie with legions
illuminated by the
orange road lights
of Leeds inner ring-road.
On a bed
of carpet tacks and Gripper rods,
inhaling linoleum adhesive,
led to lucid dreams
about some magnificent megapolis
and a life
far away from
domestic violence of the 1970s.
© swissterrace 2023
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magnificent!
Thanks for the comment that was very nice to read. Cheers.
Domestic violence of the 70’s. It takes many forms, doesn’t it: I’m heartened to read I was not alone!
Thanks for sharing,
Allen
Thanks for the comment and I’d like to think things have changed in society but I know to an extent DV still blights the lives of many.