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Eights (8)

My waking dreams me. Who is this ghost running for paper in a room full of paper, we’re part of the place where everything falls, it’s a room where torn walls walk, it’s a part of the song which everyone … Continue reading

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If the person you love is 70% water, it can be hard to hear them in all the rain. Take off your coat and step into the falling rain – nothing is so hard as it may seem – one … Continue reading

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Listen to yourself, they said you’re shouting again, I paused and found myself wedged be tween a dead vowel and an ex hausting page-fold – – yet just a few smiles away, snow hums – branches nudge clouds.. (whose moon … Continue reading

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My bf studies creative writing his room is full of books and idk what’s in them – I spend my day fighting sleep too. Where’s your future today? Oh it’s sleeping again.. (hands up if you know what I mean..) … Continue reading

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Eights (5)

Winter’s at my window but night water’s watching me this silence frightens us – well, let’s turn up the volume, return stare, sound transforms the water eventually strange speaks loud again blood&beats blood blood Blood JUMPS hello hello hello Hello … Continue reading

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Eights (3)

When the person you love is 70% water, it’s wise to go swimming – dip a lot, a little in their splashing freezing hot warm mind, take off your stay-dry stay put bag and spin around a while

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Eights (2)

It’s hard to hear me in all this rain All this rain it just falls on my face around my skin, through my hair, in my brain – who else is there? Some Thoughts are born water

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