I once read a poem a long time ago written by Ian Curtis, it was entitled ‘Lonely’, and the poem only included one word. It is easy to think of this and dismiss the idea, that one word could be allowed to consist of the whole poem. That one word was “I”. I have never forgotten this poem, even after reading it many years ago, I’m not sure if I still remember it because it has effected me on so many physiological levels and I have possibly related to it at times, especially lately, which is why I have made this my first blog post, or the fact it’s just an incredibly easy poem to remember. Thankyou.