Barbara
with the last lines borrowed from Kaveh Akbar
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Tension begins here:
My bleed/my break
the line one curves over slopes
the crevice cascading two-pulicitous over an edge
the stream of over-consciousness squelched in bliss
Return with me now,
wind humming honey
a touch filled with ache
when silence lingers in our throats
You sit with me now
distance a year ...
Sunday 27th November 2022 4:31 pm
Wandering mind
I should be focussing on the task at hand
yet i don't because theirs more interesting thing's in my head
i should be watching the movie that i paid to see
but i don't because theirs stuff to worry about
I should enjoy the train ride home listening to music on my phone
but unfortunately that's to much leisure
i must go back to thinking some more
Lying awake in bed at night
...Wednesday 14th February 2018 1:15 am
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