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sinew cord
plucked, an open-mouthed note
stretched and wracked upon the straight and narrow
tho unfurling,
and dishevelled
spake be the promises of paradise
by feel.
a chorus of arrows in the rain
heart-bound
there are full orchestras that struggle their whole lives
to play an ode to silence:
bliss-struck, half parted lips
at a sunrise of bathroom sink bleach
and menthol ci...
Tuesday 16th June 2020 12:58 pm
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