writing a character – poem

He’s boring

Why is he boring?

What can I do to make it not boring?

More feeling, more thoughts

perhaps a look back every now and again

More what he sees, smell, feel at the sight of all that blood

all the death.

It’s all new to him

He feels they are shouting ‘at’ him because he isn’t shouting ‘with’ them

even though that’s certainly not true.

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