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Apology
i can’t think of any other words
i’m sorry
you’re the puzzle piece
that didn’t fit
and i bent your corners
and snipped off where you stuck out
and although the puzzle started looking pretty
to me
you suffered and
it was so obvious but
i was so stubborn ‘cause
i wanted it to look perfect but
you didn't belong
and i'm not sure if this means much
but
...
Monday 26th November 2018 2:07 am
First Snow
I’m disappointed and surprised
you turned the block and hit my eyes
ugh, the first snow in New York
it’s barely fall and now I’m cold
I wanted you gone so I wouldn’t fold
through the panic I bundle up
I’ve got to focus or we’ll be stuck
I can’t believe it’s fucking you
gliding towards me heart beats steadily
dangling hair, your own kind of weaponry
if you come any closer
soon we’ll ...
Sunday 18th November 2018 3:29 pm
Too Close
I hate pretending
a way of fending
off others mending
from themselves
another good thing
lost like a shoe string
problems I do bring
lack purpose
show yourself to me
paint it heavenly
it ends tragically
I’m confused
because you were here
I filled you with fear
now you’ve disappeared
it’s my fault
I live with a space
like a buffer place
beca...
Sunday 28th October 2018 11:26 pm
Going, going but not gone
I think it’s finally my time
I’m fading to the back of the line
there’s not much left inside my mind
just sit still and watch me go
As far as I can’t think
I’m damaged, my kinks
try to fix them, I won’t stop you
do what you want, I’m lost without you
I thought you’d make me feel better
now I ache and it’s not the weather
you said that feeling was beneficia...
Wednesday 17th October 2018 4:26 am
Stars Cross
do we subsist together
I feel so far away
born between sowed leaves
my own land and sea
different enough to feel lost
similar enough to connect
individuals so complex
experience, goals, struggles
crystal clear and opaque bubbles
it seems impossible
how we manage
simultaneously in tandem
when in orbit, will we meet
you see me and I, you
I touch you and yo...
Tuesday 16th October 2018 1:28 am
Missing Soul
I come to at half past three
in the middle of the night
and these images won't erase
I'm haunted by the tape
once it is light
your hands disappear
my brain is mine
and my limbs come crawling back
but the tape keeps playing
I know there's no escape
because night always falls
then I fall into you
and my mind leaves me
with no thoughts left to think
I make my way
the void is frictionle...
Friday 5th October 2018 2:51 am
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