Vanities

Your body my mind, but what matter? we chatter inanities and take endless selfies we’re all famous on Facebook legends on Linkedin all of us thinking that we are the bomb…

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Butterflies

Bri-nylon and polyester yesterday. we did wear them sta-prest string vest tank tops pop socks went to town looking for all the world like half a crown and change for chips on the way home, if I listen carefully I can still hear my dad groan when he saw us, ‘you look like the fairy…

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Popping candy

Making it, no faking, mistaking, but taking it to a new level. Rising above it I love it and Friday is a bonus. On a winning streak after a tough week and now everything falls into place, crossing my fingers just in case, the way that people do…

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Love bites

I can sense that you’re near and sometimes here with me, possibly the sixth sense? you’d say that was nonsense but we both know that would be wrong…

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On the chaise

Coleridge serves to remind me of opium and heavenly dreams. Burn the heretic he’s not poetic and not Wordsworth either. They’ll kill me with jealousy and make me a saint On the spiral staircase dressed in Irish lace she goes around in my head. I said nothing to her, she listened to the Robins in…

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