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You were asking for someone to come change your life

i did just that.

i was asking for someone to get high with

you were, without me having to go rewrite the past.

you wanted someone to like your poetry, your art

my mum says, "you see in people what other people cant."

Sometimes i think i have a window

where i should have a chest, a glass head,

sometime ago i thought everything would be okay if i just looked West

but they foretold me coming,

they sensed it printed on my dress.

I asked for someone else to leave me 

in a bigger mess

bruised and reeling,

bruised, undressed.

ill put your kisses on the star behind its core

the constellation on the ceiling

another lover

another love

another other

a white dubh,

nother nothing in the zephyr

a

space where the name

should be,

lithium treatment,

a star for where 'care' was so far, so unknown to be

i have a place in the wilderness with you.

i have heard too much guitar

but there was one song. just one..

 

◄ 40 rats. again.

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Rachel Bond

Sun 17th Feb 2013 01:30

thanks barbi x i have had the word dubh spelt wrong which is an error as its important the word dubh is interpreted as the colour black (irish gaelic) it also refers to the blackness of the eye...i had it spelt to mean something else. its tricky getting gaelic right, but there you go x

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Barbi Touron

Sun 10th Feb 2013 06:22

Hello again, I just wanted to stop by and say Keep up the amazing writing, I fucking love this, keep em comin. xo

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Rachel Bond

Fri 8th Feb 2013 17:29

thanks ste. yes artifice, clever stuff but often too subtle renders itself undone.

fixed some spelling errors.

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Rachel Bond

Fri 8th Feb 2013 00:52

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