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My stories

Cherry

This is some sun

I want my tent in the centre of the stadium hub, the limb distant sound systems and girls with wings will be something. This weekend I won't write poems I will be an aerial of optimism, my skin will bubble like gum

Feedback

At night here the trees are broccoli that give our camp fires vitamins. The sun, unlike a lozenge Is harmful to our health we sweat in our tent skins spit roast our knees and are shocked when friends tell us
Cherry

Palendrome

With the left I pull poems apart With the right I win decisions.

the environment might mind

When you called to tell me I had left the gas on the back door unlocked the windows, in your words, 'blocked with bolsch' I stared at that photo in which you lit your face up from beneath, and waited for the kettle click

Forehead, kilner, unicorn

He said he smelt honeysuckle when his forehead kilner crashed the tarmac. 'We want more white lines' said his sister, drawing up a petition on the right side of his hospital bed. 'But its not like there is no language for reason'

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