ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD
Cotton , soft and white Descending from the sky Shooting sta Scaring the hell out of me Driving in the dessert sun Mirage deceives me Cotton wool Soft Touched it & was cold But burns
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Just a jib
There ain't nothing to be explain when there's nothing to explain...
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First Drink
It started badly, his hand, bulging with anger Gripping mine too tight Pulling me to the car Slamming the door, (in a way I was always told not to) Screeching on hot tires, gravel spurting
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Knickers
Six years later After the frantic fervour of lust After the shared washing basket After the sleepless nights of newborn bliss Six years later
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Random poem of abandonment
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways Well, thing is I don’t. Put your fingers and toes away and sit back down. He is eating the dinner I have cooked at the table I have cleaned.
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Vissi d'Arte
(Edit 7.05.2010) Bankside - Tate Modern...
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Epic Song
I am the song of dark dark dark I am the bloody neck of lamb I am the scent that hires the shark I am the horn of dithyramb I am the scavenged breast of hope I am the flower of the war
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Irrelevant remarks about the weather.
The futility of things.
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Nothing's a moving
emotions behind everyday objects in still life
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Extraordinary Expedition
It was like a lingering pandemic There was no escape from its presence We stretched our legs, muscles paralyzed in slumber Clutching to the hopes we were sleeping giants Underneath it all
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