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that secret
a wronged wash in the what might have been
where we fidget like fleas on a rabbits hide
and verses drafted in the cross stitched sky
cannot disguise the well-practiced curses
with the pre-packed presumption of lilies
and static
abstract amongst the sheets
your limbs offer a confusion of choice
where context is lost
besides t...
Sunday 24th May 2015 7:23 pm
I Remember Bren
tattooed, sweat drenched, confessional, this rose sopped ecstasy I maybe tested through a full glass yet, my word, your flavour so fresh as the closest and sweetest kept secret, tasted: tested: approved as complicit dew through years of spilt guilt, when ventured pleasure ordered, I, insect twixt the lingered crawl along villous cinnamon and apricot stole, long reflections through the viscid, over...
Tuesday 27th May 2014 9:20 pm
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