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So What If I Was Slightly Drunk When I Wrote This?
Two ciders down, and I am free from hell, singing American Pie, as I drink in your eyes, stolen from Satan, forgetting the things that haunt me, my body, amazed atoms, that explode and reform, in the seat next to you, as you drive, and it’s like my life has begun again. Windswept wishes, as…
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The Creator Of Divine Revolution
I come crashing down, just for the feeling, sometimes, but I sleep, a little more stable, when you grace my dreams with your presence. They used to call me, the creator of divine revolution, I was born under certain stars, that revealed some shit to me, that felt feverishly urgent, and once upon a time,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x – S04E23 – What The Actual F**k Is Going On With This Whole Coronavirus Business?
On today’s episode, Jennifer shares some new poems, and talks about sad girl wednesdays, the road to recovery, OK Boomer Girl, and what the actual f**k is going on with this whole Coronavirus business. Jennifer also updates you on the recent events in British politics, including the big news from the Budget at Westminster, panic…
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After
Your sheets are soft, and so is your voice, when you’re done with me, discipline disappearing underneath discussion, as you stroke my hair, eyes where your hands once were, with soft kisses joining them when I fall asleep.
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Send Her To Me
Maybe death is in the air. I wouldn’t know, it’s not like it rides in on a horse, these days. I watched the news last night, waiting in silence, as walls close in, on every dream destination, that I thought I’d escape to. I called my grandparents last night, letting them know I cared, like…