I go and get haircuts now pay for them all by myselfdecide on the colour, and cutchoose it all by myselfNo one holds my hand on the way thereor reminds me to look left and right checks we're at the crossing or that we've got the time rightIt wasn't obvious that's what it would all…
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some years later
we lay therelistening to the gentle knocking of the rainwarm in eachother's armssure that we are home little melodies dance around the roomthe dog barks in the otherthe moment is oursbut there's no pressure here it isthis is ours foreverwe'll be home forever isn't it so sweet? oh, it is so sweetyou stoking my hairhands…
Where i am
i am inconsistent, as if you tried to growa courgetteyear round it is difficult to know, when i will be happy again, if this time it will last, if i will be able to get out of bed tomorrowsome days are good, others are hard,some months are grey,and others are not so muchi wont keep…
censored intelligence
forgive me, being crude and uninvited, but i have quite simply had enough: i have had enough of a brain censored by art by body and by beauty of knowing all that i do, learning all that i have learnt, that i will still not be good enough for you i have had enough, of…
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2 parents
Some days I don’t know If I have 2 parents Or 1 If I’m happy If I’m numb Some days it feels Like warm blankets And setting suns Nice sofa A place I call home Or other days I feel like a baby Nowhere to go Cos I cant run Some days you hug me…
shit poem
shit poem my head is ringing, with thoughts i dont believe in 4 walls, no door mean ones marry the good and i have no idea what is real anymore i am a figment of your imagination and of mine i am here all at once and yet far…
I do not know anything apart from how to belong to you
The setting sky absorbs the darkness And I watch the sun go down, I see the colours transform And I watch as the blue light fades from my peripheral. My favourite performance, The dance of the sky, No song and yet A beautiful dance. And then the little spots of energy take their…
absolutely nothing
A poem. huge in the ocean, drifting always, further away, willingly pushed, by my own feet, walking away, my wrists on my heels, kneeling as i beg to go forwards, knowing not what it will bring. head in my hands, keep going, come on, pushing always, though i want not to push anymore, cold infiltrates,…
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