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Sunday hues

This afternoon wears my sadness in her palest eyes of Sunday blues she said she’s not a languid Friday, with arms stretched out in forever she is the ending of infinity the beginning of an end she huddles from the cold, she is a dancer in slow motion, falling and her smile is thin and […]

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Devastated words

That September, I didn’t see the moon all month, I remembered the dark skies, my horoscope of hopelessness the moon like a past lover, she hid from my desperation and my devastated words, like ‘we’ and ‘us’ singularly scattered in the ocean like ripped up poems from yesterday even the moon could not bear the […]

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A gaze he had to meet

even in this crowded room it was the type of gaze that filled the air between them, it swerved the corners of reality with tangibility – he felt it’s whispers wrap the shoulders of his fears and write a message in the atmosphere for him to see the invitation that she painted there, in silken […]

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Trenchcoat futility

Today I put on my trench coat full of desires of a different day I tuck my magnifying glass into my pocket and I am a bloodhound, hunting the air for your scent of poetry, vinyl and paint and hints of smoke and mirrors. I pad softly behind you, full of delusions and confusions I’m […]

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Cold shoulders

This silence is cold a state of hypothermia a phenomena of frost on bitten fingertips, now twice shy, paralysed by this freeze – I dont know why I can’t warm my underdressed shoulders or where is my coat with silver linings? I feel a shiver where I need your breath to break the iciness of […]

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A daze of melancholic days

I know these melancholy mornings wellyet they don’t even know themselvesfrom afternoons or eveningsTheir presence is distinguishedby a lackof distinguishing features,They are faceless, anaemiceyes white with meaningless lieslike the weather is ‘fine’(it isn’t ,and neither are they) –Those days sigh,and their sympathies lie with a book whose pages were never turned,lostbeside dregs of leftover dreamsand a […]

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Seeing in the dark

Draw the curtains on your shadow full and dense give me. black out. blinds and velvet shades – your greyest greys turn off the lights in the middle of the day give me. darkness. that I can see and touch with charcoal gloves I draw my name But I see the outlines of your soul […]

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A moment of translucency

In dreams and fantasies the sea drapes her lace in gossamer traces through your fingertips her depths translucent like this lingerie she wears, at the lushness of her wild and delicate edges It’s where she finally greets the sand, with secrets of her seaweed hands she whispers foamy sighs of relief as she glides to […]

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Hemispheres

I read your spring while autumn leaves make skeletons that flutter in the branches of my lungs I’m left so hungry for the taste of long gone Easters, the crinkled wrappers I breathed in – the burnt out wishes of the cinnamon and colours charred compared to yesterday it seems there’s an empty space among […]

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The contents of a goodbye

It was the type of goodbye Where we made love on your suitcase everything closed and zipped except me, undone Even with you pressed against me I was overflowing trying to pack my words with essentials of meaning and intention so they were like satin, like my hair, like my mind like the nuances of […]

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