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Not repeating
Finally not repeating I finally realised you were a good friend when I smoked too much at the party, stumbled up the stairs to find you drunk and dancing up against the kitchen cupboards. You held my head under your collar bone,
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Accident
Accident We danced in the road and didn't see the truck coming. In A&E they found the mother of pearl pot in your pocket, filled with pills, all ivory and lace and lovely. They want to know how we found a Christmas tree at half past three on a Saturday morning in March.
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How to stop me humming
Dear random stranger I saw today: I hate you and your bag of spanish oranges, your red scarf knotted up and round your mouth. I wish the strings of steam from your nostrils would add up to a smoke room with no window out.
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I want a movement
A lunch break poem. Just met some girls like this. Bored. Span
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Wrong
Children avoided the conker trees closest to the road, four people tripped over doors mats in Norwich, three phone lines went dead, and they were not on trains.
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