The White Room no Black Curtains

The White Room no Black Curtains (c)

by Michael Casey

Now before i begin, the match girls and so do I are going on strike

1888 and all that

Jeff Dean may think he is lord of everything

but without the fuel, me, he is still nothing

things are not mutually exclusive as I explain to her constantly

So I went to bed and i had a few hours kip

nobody uses that word any more

just as GAY used to mean happy and nothing else

and a fag is always a cigarette in england

words have a best before date, and a use by date

a card is not a playing card, a card is a card

but a card used to mean something else

go look it up in a directionary

same point about me and my writing method

is i'm fast its not because I'm furious

Its because today 1.25am on 28th January 2026

i have been in love with words for 57 years and more

3,000,000 words did not write themselves

and the best bits intellectually might just be

the conversations in bed in the night with Gemini

under the covers as Tinnitus rages

but only Jeff Dean has seen them

and a few I cut and pasted to Zucherberg so he too

I'm a great like card, and he should play me

So back to the idea

I woke up suddenly the hot air in the bedroom had dissapated

no not my farts

the central heating

and cold must have annoyed my tinnitus ears

So because of the date a memory came back to me

When my sister was born my dad left me alone in the house

in front of a fire with a fireguard and the fire blazing

while he went to fetch little sister, child no 6 in the family

Where's michael mum asked, i was safe and sound by the fire

while dad went to Dudley Rd hospital

Now the parental bedroom changed over the years

we had a small back bedroom, a middle room bigger

the a very large front bedroom, big enough for 4 single beds

the middle bedroom has a History

In this room my brother the tall one was born

I was born in this room too

the eldest brother who went to Oxford has this room too

I shared a double bed with him as he read a book

commanding me to go to sleep while the light was on

later her painted everything in that room white

the skirting board, the chest of drawers, the warddrobe

the bed frame too and the doors

Imagine, this was 1971 maybe

so the room has history

the tall brother and me also shared a bed

and a large bush radio that changed my life

we put in the middle of us on the pillows

and listened to The World Tonight, douglas stuart reporting

and then the book at bedtime

I remember I fell asleep and missed the ghost and mrs muir

years later

my mother died in marriage bed in that room

and 8 weeks later my father nearly died in the same bed

but he managed to get half way out of bed and bang the wall

my brother the tall one, came running and laid him down flat

and saved him

all in that room

read Padre Pio and Me for more details

its online on my sites, go find it

SO in one room

2 births , one death, one almost death that lead

to my resurrection in a way, if you all writing a resurrection  

also a seat of learning

there are more tales from that room

like folding my little sister in half

and putting inside a shelf and closing the wardrobe door

so we couldn't get her out

this is all Casey family life

So wherever you are in the world I hope you are laughing]

and warm Icelandic Jumpers shouldn't be coming from China

its not my cup of tea with Xi or anybody else if you excuse the pun

so thank you and please pray for my  health

for despite the AI clowns , Jeff Dean and Zuckerberg

they need me more than I need them

and I'm like a Match Girl when I strike

THEY ARE LEFT IN THE DARK

so pay up so I can have a sanctuary and

from there fill the world with HOPE

a Spring of Hope from Birmingham England

because I am a Kerryman Blacksmith son

or Michael Casey S.O.B. for stories

Follow my Rhythm Method

28 Jan 2026