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It's turning up quick facing in lanes soon skewed over curbs and roads through time, railings and windows figuring plans by noon but I still got her caught in the undertow her capital kisses reeling in and ringing for rescue.
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capital kisses
It's turning up quick facing in lanes soon skewed over curbs and roads through time, railings and windows figuring plans by noon but I still got her caught in the undertow her capital kisses reeling in and ringing for rescue.
Tribes
Each black mesh and fabric contraption’s magic Built for sound Who’s sonic waves invade our ribcage Our backbone of trance And swallow our beings in belting blare The wreck-head’s dance They cast hypnotising shine And we become The Anaesthetised-Mind Tribe Gleaming and beaming in time The laser loft at night Floor tiles blink Lighting up our wrist’s smeared ink Our shrapnel-lined pockets Hands delve and hunt to tear the seams Abusing magnetic strips and chips past three Until the hot boxed waste Spills out to lit concrete paves.
for that summer, when we were happier than the world ever knew.
La Sal
Se cayó a las piedras Sus piernas, sin fuerza de pasar Las sal del mar se bailó Dentro su espalda enferma Con el viento muerto Y estuve mirando con belleza A como su corazón lentamente paré Una línea verde y duro Indicó el fin de una vida puro. Y la sal, la sal, se queda aquella Entre la arena Esperando la eternidad cristal Por una chispa de regresa.
Has the photo of the girl with the man been taken by a professional photographer?
Yes - by my mother, who is a professional photographer.
This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away Your love will be Safe with me
crisp
She retired to her rusty room,
her colourful delicate head
and the cool quilt covers, crunched up under crossed legs.
poised upright, evening - bright.
welling eyes, skin - tight
welcoming the weak one, wailing a week's worth
cradling and swaying with gut-sucked tears,
swindling their way to stream and scream through the cracks and nooks of hands.
They're wrenching buried bones from beneath her creased, crimson skin
the images, collections under sickened skull
heart-wrenching remembering of his sea-soaked soul
when he cindered, scattered and blew between beach
in lieu of the blunder she shunned from memory.
had she heeded the feelings, sunken the feeble ship
to lie upon his sandy seabed,
then she might have firmly kissed goodbye with a wry smile,
her sodden foolish side.
I keep throwing it down two hundred at a time It's hard to find it when you knew it When your money's gone And you're drunk as hell
Bon Iver
Do you usually write with reference to someone?
Yes, usually I will have someone in mind when I write.
Half-Sentence
Your ribcage thundered from under threads and seams In a car park in spring and on the fifth floor Backdrop's city skyline watched that kiss The leaning in Caught you through the books and shelves Stairwells and seats The heaviest lust-laced glances I've ever seen.
Are you happy with who you are? If you could have a super power, what would it be?
I don't think about things like that. I just am. If I could have a super power, it would be to be able to teleport.
Found an old email from him :)
Guy Fitzherbert
to me
7/10/07
Sorry to hear that you have been ill. Please bleach all surfaces. Actually kiddo, looking forward to seeing the saner sister and squ …
those buttocks if there’s any meat left on after all that ralphing in the back ground.
Lots of love and don’t forget to cancel telephonica.
The Goog xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Extended Silences
"I don't trust a word you say", you said today. White plastic pressing, Cradled in the nook of my neck with my heart in it. No name given, no need We both can see easy. You tried time after time, To be so rational but I reached the finish line, Got tangled and wrapped up in the red rope. You waved that big checkered banner a while back Being blind and ignorant until now. Clarity, like crystal, sliced our ship in half. Those extended silences; the longest I've ever heard, Choking back words Between us both and all our past. It was bound to emerge out of the ultramarine sea, The mistakes lashing back at me. No denial this time, I see the line Chalk or marker, my eyes can't tell But clocks will point right, ticking over cogs and wheels. I'll turn around now, try all effort and might, Drag myself upstream and away From that beach where I fell to my knees one night. "I searched for the good in you" "No matter what I say, you don't change" So silence settled. That's it, glance sideways Shift gear, make light When I grow up, I want to be your mended friend, alright?
(April 2011)
23rd feb '12
Fixing right into my being with black eyes, curtains drawn. Wave away day, night, stay and let darkness hover, sweeping us up in a shady sandstorm. I swear you read my mind - sentences straight off my skull.
love can hardly leave the room
fall to the floor, let it begin
and give in to unsubtle pining eyes
so we can glow in the night time together
and forget the crushes of this lucid dream.