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My stories

Another Place

Extract damp coins from pocket then reach for the potion, the love juice of fools. And in this peculiar maverick moment the madness clutches temples...

Untitled

I'm a bunch of loved up molecules, tightly packed in skin. Atomic soul of scientist, in perfect spheroid hold. Die upon the altar catching dying...
Cherry

The Eighties

Infancy was perilous Like in the playground Somebody tied razor blades To the hand-rail of the slide. Dad blamed glue-sniffers, his
Cherry

Highlight Hair

The bars are topped up, And my stomach is paining, You there, You there. I fancy your pants And your funky seduction, Yes you there,
Cherry

Mikee Benjamins' incurable Blues

This is realer than real Wandering around ASH's ash Ashers, All tears and strained cries, and the times When we have to say goodbye. Mikee liked...

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