It Was Never Going To Be About You

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I couldn’t save you that day
when you fell from the sky.

Amongst aerial strings, you tore
between teeth lining and ephemera

like when we played as small children.
And all I asked for back was one second

of still to remain instead of stung
skin and wilting…

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Some thing spelt with a zee,

the way which you described an egg,

discarded by the roadside. Odd shapes

and helmets reflected comatose diabetics

as actuality sat down to count the black from the white

heavily, it weighed him like a newborn baby, crying

an…

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Moles on skin trace coarsest ground,
late for purpose, you kept it just

inside the surface, of smiling faces
views exploded in, left to right

captured angles, raced back in slow

motion waiting for imperfection of

dispossessing, seeking pleasure through
e…

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i wish to smash you
into a thousand delicate pieces
to break you down
and contort your naked body
to constrain and abhor you
to leave you almost un-breathing
to obliterate your senses
to leave you weeping
i wish to destroy you
and leave you as nothing.

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let’s hear it for the boy
and his fanta can, his
hair tousled on point to an
asymmetrical side, perfectly fitted
out with branded tees, short rolled sleeves
up, filled by rising palms his toned arms conceit
he’s keeping up with the latest self…

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