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Go To Waste In The Wrong Arms
I guess I never learned to paint my nails properly, like everything in my life, I can’t quite keep between the lines, but you don’t seem to mind. You tell me they look nice, and your voice, soft and reassuring, is all the convincing I need, to keep splattering black nail varnish, in the vague…
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Halloween Hell
You held me close, holding a halloween mask to your face, hoping your costumed bravery would not betray you, on the sofa, suffering from a racing heart, racy thoughts, to distract you from the dark screen, dark dreams. Suffering for me, your desensitised darling, Halloween hell, that lasts all year, but lives in heaven. You…
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Clownery, Luv.
I found you once, on MySpace. Fifteen, fixated on the way you were, disappointed to feel disjointed from what you became. Scrolling down, looking for someone that no longer existed, but still carried your name, and the sweet green eyes, I missed so much.
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The Mad Queen
My eyes are pleading, I am kneeling, and then writhing, whispering, like Lady Macbeth, captivated by your cruelty. I am crazy, with a heart so white, black silk, layered with lace, on our bed, trying to ask, but predictably preoccupied, with how much I fear power, for its own sake, or otherwise. I am holding…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x – S04E26 – The NHS Has The Clap, Bojo’s Has The Rona, And Jennifer Has Ambitions, Honey.
On today’s episode, Jennifer shares some new poems, and talks about training as a doctor, going to prison, haunting airports, and weird dreams. Jennifer also updates you on the recent events in British politics, including the government’s plans to self employed people, Covid-19’s big return to Westminster, clapping as a cure for the ailing NHS,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 