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Whoops, I Married A Capricorn
Five thirty, at the mercy of approaching sunlight, and the angry, unwelcome alarm, I am happy, held in heaven, an anxious angel, counting seconds, sequences, silences and small noises, moving at the command of your rising and falling chest. I dance to your breath, subdued but lively, resting and restless, holding on, with fevered fingertips,…
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Newlyweds
Night falls, and the hands of time, are tornadoes, ticking and trawling on. Round and round, reliving our frequent fights, silently saying ‘Sorry’, counting the things we have in common, creeping around each other, silent, sombre snakes, nightmares in the daylight, only dreaming when it gets dark. Read My Books Hear My Music Hear My…
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Train Crash
We flew into Tottenham Hale, and I wanted to crash. I wanted to crash. I wanted to see my mind, a beautiful mind, (or so I’m told), displayed against the door of the underground train, because I need you, and I want you, and I have poured my entire soul into you, but your cruel…
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13th November
Black and white, basked in moonlight, monochrome mistress, of my ungranted wishes, I am in the garden, guarding my heart from your head full of hopes and dreams. I have been seen, by the stars, staring at a telephone, that projects classic scenes, black and white, like me, trains and roaring lions, and a kiss,…
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Locals and Pink Fiats
Oh, yes, but of course, for locals and pink fiats, the decade was bare. Barely anything, is required, to relate, when art is so vague. Ten years drag along, swallowing the same slurry, and we will drink more. Maybe it tastes fine, because our taste buds are burned. Fire…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 