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\u00a0Selbstliebe is<\/strong><\/p>\n touching my own skin to pull apart my own heart To look into my ears then \u00a0hear the sounds that make to hack at my brain dive into the to become a pen and write even though to not punch through walls to hide all the padlocks and keys and lids <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Neal Pike<\/strong> is a poet and writer based in Nottinghamshire, a member of the mouthy poets. He writes about the importance of music as a place for identity disability and mental health.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u00a0Selbstliebe is touching my own skin for it not hiss back at me. to pull apart my own heart see the worms of anxiety and doubt inside mages that keep me rolling out of bed every day. To look into my ears for the sounds you were called when my voice turned […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11254","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11254","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11254"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11254\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11257,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11254\/revisions\/11257"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11254"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11254"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11254"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nfor it not hiss back at me.<\/p>\n
\nsee the worms of anxiety and doubt
\ninside mages that keep me
\nrolling out of bed every day.<\/p>\n
\nfor the sounds you were called when
\nmy voice turned into a skipped cd .<\/p>\n
\nyou hide from pride.<\/p>\n
\npit of bad things you did
\ncome back out of it the
\nsame person you went in
\nnot the person you were.<\/p>\n
\nmouths
\nsaid you are a basic writer
\nwho builds simple paths
\nof narration<\/p>\n
\nand becoming a kick drum to your own head
\nwhen things get too loud inside of your skull
\nthat isn\u2019t self-love<\/p>\n
\nto the boxes
\nyou\u2019ve spent 29 years escaping from
\nand being placed in.<\/p>\n