Librium; Spoken word by Alan Whitfield


I  think outwardly did we compete

the lines got blurred or maybe imprinted to sand

washed away or back of a hand

I don’t care were we put them

your sculptured controversy

leaving me alone an on looking adversary

this is wrong but I don’t feel it

you slipped by on a technicality of crazy

leaving me the Librium pawn

like the stale stench of gutted key side fish

left looking not really sure who’s head you was cooking

It doesn’t matter now

it’s the mirror where I see your vision

telling me what!


in clear view the unrolling of a role model

my hindrance your pain



Author: alanwhitfield80

Hello! I get about a bit so here about me first. I am a visual artist and poet who works within the context of fine art. My work is grounded in documentary, exploring the inner beauty of everyday life through various lens based media. Notions of nostalgia and social commentary are present, but from a definite northern working class perspective. Instinctively I exploring the townscapes of North Wales and the North West, often producing work that reflects the every day minutiae of life.

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