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And the fullest of Moons Bled down the avenue Dimming the street lights And an Alley-Cat hissed As we kissed... Something wicked’s coming soon. You’re smelling like latex and lube! And Why do You do the things You do? Always craving new highs Prowling Manors most nights North London’s BRAND NEW Salacious Prophet of Doom! 🦇🌕🐺 #tomwaters #poems (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1Hq1QTn2Uh/?igshid=detak01rcd6d

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I should learn I should learn to drive again I should learn to ask people more More about themselves About their weekends I should learn to be less self obsessed I should learn to smoke less I should learn to be more impressed With things I can do The things I know I should learn to have sex less Or sex more I should learn how to juggle I should learn to climb I should learn how to take time I should learn less rhymes I should learn how to draw properly To paint realistically To sometimes take it easy I should learn better manners I should learn how to hold myself To hold my drink I should have learned how Guess it’s to late now I guess it’s just to late now #TomWaters #AGhostInSpringTime #dropwaterhemlockandthewilderness https://www.instagram.com/p/B0qVPFdl8mg/?igshid=1u507a7s5wwlq

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I was thinking about my Mother I was thinking about what's mine I was living my life like a Hollywood But I was dying, dying on the vine #johncale #johnwilliamwaterhouse #tomwaters (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0pKowsFG4a/?igshid=10sq2dc0hcxee

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Rabbit skin glue Call your self an artist Well I won’t play with you It’s all that turps you drink Bullshit narcissistic With your rabbit skin glue And if you had a clue About the things I can dream Your headache would subside Like the the tide And your whisper would become A Scream 🐇 #TomWaters https://www.instagram.com/p/Bz1WbU0lMEJ/?igshid=1agw9l45ag1wy

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Autumn in Massachusetts I see witches burning in the leaves at your feet As your hair fall loosely over one of your eyes Hiding me from your sight You are the devil in the woodshed Your skinny jeans are ripped at the knees as you exclaim How little love you now have for me Not daring to take your headphones off My sobriety is lost in blink of an eye A mad woman takes over and over, and over. It’s over Give thanks for the time we had, they tell me November A month of Sunday afternoons And hangovers, laid naked in your bed Breathing like two junkies into each other But, I have not held you for over a year now The low sun traces across harsh clean white linen Not slept in. Far from love I have fallen If I rise now I shall lose New England recalls Thoughts of home It reminds me Of what should have been Me and you.  and I recall that It is autumn in Massachusetts #AGhostInSpringtime - Opens Thursday 4th of July #TomWaters @ra_staff_gallery (at Royal Academy of Arts) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bzbhe7zF5Q_/?igshid=1v25e204gzx5r

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Setting up for my show “A Ghost in Springtime” in the @ra_staff_gallery Excited to be sharing the space with the super talented @youssefir - Open Thursday 4th of July 🌺✨🌙🌸 #TomWaters #AGhostInSpringtime #rasummer2019 (at Royal Academy of Arts) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzTPIvwlJUq/?igshid=1qm8j5fcyq8xx

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The Sound Of Water Falling #poetry #tomwaters https://www.instagram.com/p/BxcEv8ilKPR/?igshid=8u3x8hcd0a0s

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This may be the place That I go when I dream I bring the Storm I call from the Sea I wind the Charm up to the hour, Thirteen. A hearth with a fire that now should bleed Hides a heart & a floor not touched by feet And in the morning That mourning We shall plant the seeds At the end Of the path that Solemnly leads Down to a graveyard where our ancestors sleep. X #tomwaters #witchcraft #poetry (at Salem, Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/Br9DI_bFJwz/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1bg05a80itfii