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The Actual Moon

I swallowed your sweet sayonara. Wallowing in waiting, for you to change your mind, or tell me it was a joke. I had icy air, running to and fro, through my throat, and open mouth, staring open mouthed, at the denial, deep in my veins. I love you, you know. Do you know that? I […]

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Summer Sun

When the sun goes down, I still shade my view, with blue hearts, so you can’t see, my aching eyes, that want more than the summer, from you. The rest of me, is just as crazy about you, I bury myself under soft sand, waiting for waves to tell me what went wrong. I already […]

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Maybe He’ll Come Back

Maybe he’ll come back, back to who I thought he was, or maybe he didn’t ever leave, and I just want someone, to return, when they had never visited me at all. Maybe he’ll be new, to this party, if I close my eyes, if I count to ten, if I make a wish. Maybe […]

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Blanket Boy

You look at me, like you know where I’ve been, but you don’t mind, as long as I’m home and dry, by the time you wake up. It’s not like I wanted to be out so late, but I find myself, frequently, fucking up, facing up to not being who I thought I was, who […]

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Melody

I wrote you a song, shyly singing, story of our strange love, our starry eyed, stupid but brave love, all the ways you drove me insane, love. La, la, la, love. Our song is terrible, because we never learned to harmonise. You can’t project, slipping in and out of key, and every now and again, […]

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