yea.
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there are hours hanging in my eyes,
and seconds imprinted in my skin.38 lines, 32 comments, on Aug 10 10:13 PM -
I do not mean to be like this-
52 lines, 9 comments, on Aug 10 11:23 AM -
there is rust in the air,
I swallow it whole54 lines, 31 comments, on Aug 8 4:20 PM -
I never said I was good at this,
this pulling words raw from silver cells.37 lines, 13 comments, on Aug 6 7:50 PM -
I want to stop my particles from dividing;
I want to feel whole again.41 lines, 7 comments, on Aug 6 4:31 PM -
I like to make believe that I can replace you.
30 lines, 11 comments, on Aug 5 4:44 PM -
it is not always easy to find yourself.
I’ve searched through piles of scratched cds40 lines, 8 comments, on Jul 27 1:33 PM -
I sit in a tree, breathing new, untainted oxygen
& wishing this is the way things always were.44 lines, 8 comments, on Jul 26 11:16 PM -
this isn’t a story of chemical corrosion; this is me with my static hands,85 lines, 13 comments, on Jul 25 11:53 AM
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I need to say something more than showers would be able to wash off
& something louder than the broken space heater that tries to erase th68 lines, 12 comments, on Jul 25 2:04 PM -
parachutes & kaleidoscopes never spoke to me the way you could.
i was caught in that place67 lines, 21 comments, on Jul 21 2:01 PM -
I can’t remember
if it was the blast of cold air from the open window58 lines, 43 comments, on Jul 22 8:46 PM -
i saw him through closing eyes.
anytime we were together, cds would skip53 lines, 31 comments, on Jul 20 6:36 PM -
the sand is filled with secrets
& the heat burns our backs until74 lines, 18 comments, on Jul 2 11:17 PM -
I lay on the hard warm ground staring up at the sky,
the wind whistling in my ears,93 lines, 15 comments, on Mar 16 7:38 PM -
i.
we’re alone in a dollhouse, caught up in each other.158 lines, 9 comments, on Jun 25 10:00 PM -
I could say that daydreaming is just as important,
that inspiration is useless and music is stale,30 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 17 2:15 PM -
sometimes sleep refuses to pin my bones down,
it strolls along walls with hammers and nails42 lines, 3 comments, on Sep 21 11:31 AM -
I hang our silence on coat hangers;
you bench-press our eyes together82 lines, 6 comments, on Sep 21 1:08 PM -
56 lines, 21 comments, on Sep 22 6:32 PM
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I am my own solar system
with fingers spread wide98 lines, 7 comments, on Sep 24 10:19 AM -
maybe somewhere there is a boy
with pencil-drawn eyebrows64 lines, 13 comments, on Sep 7 1:17 PM -
we are more than car-park friends
now, I wait in phone boxes72 lines, 7 comments, on Sep 16 5:33 PM -
my hands are bedspreads,
folded over themselves,83 lines, 7 comments, on Sep 17 6:52 PM -
maybe somewhere there is a girl
with eyeliner made of rain50 lines, 75 comments, on Sep 1 1:14 PM -
I am stuffed inside memories,
my air has been shredded41 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 31 12:34 PM -
my fingers are sore
from tucking blanket-corners in39 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 30 10:07 PM -
love is an old-fashioned telephone.
its ring is heavy and its echo51 lines, 9 comments, on Aug 26 1:05 PM -
I did not mean to lie so heavily
on your split-end heart48 lines, 11 comments, on Aug 29 12:04 PM -
my eyes are manholes;
avoided, like the beggar on the street corner39 lines, 13 comments, on Aug 30 3:42 PM -
and I remember when we sat in a two-person circle,
coughing up heartbeats35 lines, 22 comments, on Aug 18 6:30 PM -
he, like leather, repels the rain
while I lay in sky colours and breathe in clouds.41 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 17 3:57 PM -
I thought I could be soft with sleep,
allowed to have tangled hair and salt-crystal eyes38 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 17 4:05 PM -
once, we ran around tree trunks,
slipping ourselves perfectly into35 lines, 7 comments, on Aug 17 7:33 PM -
I guess I was just the night-time girl
who cart-wheeled through your closed eyes44 lines, 11 comments, on Aug 17 9:18 PM -
there is a boat passing by,
trying to be a metaphor40 lines, 9 comments, on Aug 17 10:21 PM
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