The Attempt

She had to go through this, to know the truth.
Cherry

Have you heard?

Have you heard the whisper,

Whatever the ****

Whatever the **** (7th May 2008, 11.25pm) I’ll be good I’ll make a deal with who I need to To survive I’ll offer up my foolish pride In sacrifice To the Gods of love

Out of Season

Out of Season (7th may 2008, 11.04pm) Out of season there you stand; Unfamiliar, out of hand; Out of sight and out of mind; You fool for leaving me behind.

Here we are

Here we are (7th May 2008, 11.16pm) Here we are You and me Holding a lie In between

Plaster

I would rather the plaster, beige and wrinkled at the corners were ripped, clinging onto my sparse hairs as it may do, than sit, festering over the wound. I would prefer the latter,

Imagination strayed

Imagination strayed (7th May 2008, 4.15pm) Imagination drifted, strayed into something too like real, Unintentional, like a newborn idiot learning how to feel,
Cherry

The Hero

There I was, with the bitter taste of sand violently blowing in my face. The taste was vile. I saw sand as far as the eye could see but on the horizon there was a lonely tree standing by itself.
Cherry

Cruel North Wind

longing and loss

Imagination?

Candy Bites - short short ones

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