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thought that the morningwould not be so quiet
announces himself blu tacks poems to a board in a park
the way that a cute puppy has been loved by the cruel master I have been loved like that by the world when you hold your hand out to me I look at it with big sad eyes
I texted Kerry might I put a x or xx at the end of a message sometimes?
I’m thinking of buying some whiteboard and writing poetry on them and hanging them off the back fence that backs onto the pathway 365 days of poetry I know I’d be heading into trouble
sometimes the doors of the Temple are closed and I lean against them like James Dean holding a zippo lighter until she opens them and she is on the Dias I don’t know how she opens the doors and I … Continue reading
sit beside you lean my head into you be sad with you hills fade into night then dread of moon and stars in the sky the aloneness in expression of distance