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So Close
Our oceans have become puddles, stomped through by your sensible shoes, leapt over, like a lovesick ballerina, who longs to land in God’s good graces, but has been bound to hell by her wicked, wayward heart. The room that watches us is small. The eyes are ever watching, without judgement, without guidance, so I am…
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Through The Keyhole
All that I have are glimpses. Ghostly shivers, poison as I pass by her door. Nevermore. The sky is silent, watching me pace and pay attention to each ember of the fire that threatens to burst free, tingling at the fingertips that breathe only for her, twitching, yearning, screaming, burning, drumming on the door that…
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She Cannot Begin To Understand
I’ve no idea where the sun has got to. I am lost in a lightless night, layered in lavender and lilac, listening to rare records from Welsh and Mancunian songbirds, who smoke cigarettes and shout for their freedom. 4AM. Perhaps 4PM. For you, I would have given the world, or at least that was what…
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Send Your Roses, Before They Die
Roses were red, now, dead, on the doorstep, too timid to knock, now, shrivelling in the cool, cruel winter sun. Life is now, each second, so much more meaningful than we know, those seconds, stumbling upon your doorstep, switching from one foot to the other, my hands, hysterically screaming inside of my pockets as I…
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Self Inflicted
Piercing blue skies and pearl earrings, smoky laughs and changing seasons. Polka dotted printed blouses, blushing brides in salmon chiffon, smiling from the window as I wait for a sign, waiting for you to arrive, but wracked with worry. I tried not to talk about you, and wrote an album, played for a vision of…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 