Smoky night down the 

Harbour Street, Whitstable. 

The tea on the windowsill 

Is getting cold while the 

Night stayed frozen and still. 

The construction man resting

After a clean slate repair 

Of a decomposing building, 

Eavesdropped on the indistinctive 

Voice heard from inside the window. 

Tascam played the last words 

Of a mariner to the love of his l...

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to pass you by is to long

for you close, lips sweet despite her

claim’s acrid taste. you wave.

your wandering hand runs up my thigh like

vines cling to ancient stone structures.

we make a sick picture, half-past-drunk

on years of tension, crushed

between mouths and confession in the dark.

you look at me as though

i might not run laps around the room

in hopes of catchi...

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He was smitten with love for her;
by that arrow deep and sure.
A gooey warmth between them;
filling the heart all within.

But, love's shaft festered, stinking foul;
to gangrenous, aching howl.
Through steamy glass his love moaned;
as he stood outside alone.

Those barbs cannot be reversed;
holding fast in a soul feeling cursed.
Longing for the lost one gone,
to the breast of a differ...

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i want to go for a walk you say

the sunrise is beautiful and the wind is gentle

though, i will never notice the sunrise,

not even when you point it out to me

i'll notice how your hand will brush mine

and the soft way you'll speak to me

so gentle, that early in the morning

i'll notice each gap in between the conversations we'll have

the small ...

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I watched a film called Green Book last night,

About a black classical pianist’s plight,

Featuring: good cops, and bad cops

And pompous balloons POPPED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Buon Natale, and the light of love’s might.

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This love, our love
so understated
but all consuming

A stick of rock
it's written right through me
and always has been
Reaching out a hand
to feel
your hand waiting

A tide
I’ll always return
A well
I’ll always refill
your bucket
with love

All my wants, all my needs
melt into a single thought
All my hopes and dreams
collide inside the fact
you exist

I reach out my hand
...

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I watched the ship break

under the biblical rage of the sea

The mast creaking into splinters

The greedy waves taking bites of bow & stern 

I listened 

as the wind, howling like a wolf,

carried the wailing away 

under a sky of trauma 

But then, 

her hand broke through a swell

Alabaster against grey

I cried out

Tried to crawl

but too soon 

I would be ca...

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As of today

I'll only be in your memory,

a trunk full of remembrances

you’ll want to throwaway

and remove forever

imagining you’ll forget me

From today on

I'll just be an empty space in your bed

you cannot embrace

and my scent on your pillow

that you will not forget

Starting today

I'll only be

a worn out image in your dreams

that will hush the pa...

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Purple lavenders neatly wrapped,

The flower vendor sprays his secret

Lovey-dovey fragrant spray on it. 

Clay attaches his heartfelt note 

And gets going on the boat. 

Crossing the lake that particular night, 

Felt like crossing the ocean. 

But the Mangata paved his way,

And he couldn't wait to see May. 

The boat finally touches the ground. 

Clay reaches the ...

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i'd let you rip open my chest

fill my lungs with your breaths

wrap your fingers around my spine

clench my heart

until every part of me has become tainted

with your warm touch

until i become something far more pretty

than i ever could be

until i become part of you

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everything always circles back to you

i find myself unable to go one sentence

without feeling your name

whisper itself at the back of my throat

and i cannot go to bed

if im not imagining how it would feel

to have your arms wrapped around my waist

as we sway in your kitchen

our kitchen

-

i wish i could function

without hav...

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you speak so cruelly of the body i admire

a body that shines so brightly and laughs so delicately

a body that loves so deeply

-

maybe if you saw the light in those soft brown eyes

or you felt the safety

your presence brings

or you heard the warmth

in your voice

you would speak of yourself

the way you so truly deserve

to b...

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The following piece of writing -

"It's weird how a conversation 

That you had yesterday,

Makes you feel like a nonversation. 

Despite, you would want to give 

Life to some word,

To make it feel like a conversation."

Was found in the journal

Of a teen who had tried 

Hard to make things right,

Before he finally decided 

To give up on all the 

Love and nu...

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Hi Ku-here it is,

A new year from me to you,

Well-seasoned with love!

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