I feel poetry and delirium whenever I am without you

It's all white noise closing in and I don't know what to do

Nothing makes sense. My vision blurs and my body feels hollow

I close my eyes. I push off into the winding tube of darkness below

I start to slip and It feels like I'm flailing on a loop-de-loop slide

I hope you are there to catch me when I fly out the other side

Otherwise it's that sharp prickly jolt of bare feet smacking hot dry sand

I can't imagine another day in this playground without you there when I land

◄ jealousy

recognition ►


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Tommy Carroll

Mon 29th Jul 2019 09:25

...but Eiren - where does one land?

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