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Sunscreen and Christmas lights

The Coming of Spring

Hey, 10 billion years ago

Balloon

I want to be a balloon tethered to your hand so my thoughts can soar through the clouds when your head’s buried in the sand.

Why, eye!

Hyde Park, Leeds.

My new study-buddy.

Abstinence

If you swear yourself off from swimming, you're sure to get caught dipping your toes into the sea.

Shoe Tree.

Blood

That girl.

The trainwreck I wanted to be passenger on. From the beginning I was never content to simply burn at the platform.

Just to witness first-hand that beautiful crash; a symphony of thunderous metal, buckling into a death as still as rust.

She said she liked blood. It made me sick. Though not as sick as she made me.

One day I’ll tell the tale. When I’ve the stomach for it.

All Dressed Up

You. Tangible draped in soft, perfumed flesh; wearing a smile like a star. Me. Just a little less of a pariah standing in my own shoes.

“You look nice” “You look less pretty when you lie. I like your dress”

You. Face painted like thunder. Me. Staring at my shoes.

Death of an Interior Designer

Stop asking me what I’m thinking about or I’ll chew on this barrel and my thoughts will be painting the wall.

Hooray! Say the roses.

Let's Run Away

I’m tired of getting new blisters from walking down old roads.

Damaged.

Presence

You’re out there somewhere between shadows.

I can hear you when I blow smoke out of my bedroom window and listen through the sigh of the city.

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