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rivet

i’m just

another gear

inside your

headspace

.

working hard

until i rust

before getting

easily replaced.

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sceptic

this doubt

will outlive me

and will be

the death of me

all the same.

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tabby blonde

you showed up

in my dreams

last night again

and i thought

that was that

.

but just when i

thought i’d awake

’cause it couldn’t

get weirder, you

turned into a cat.

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lesser of evils

sever the guidance

that takes on the dirt

transforming their silence

dismember your worth

.

crushed like full moons

finger pointed and waiting

meet your maker soon

but escape their sedating

.

remove the pure persistence

that dares test your goodwill

and if all else calls to failure

hold up your soul and kneel.

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lime green

stomachaches

interrupt all the

dreams i know

made me weep

.

but it’s nothing

that cannot be

calmed with a cup

of lemon mint tea.

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Stranded

A decade’s worth of anger

But be frank, control your temper

Test the tidal tempest water

Weigh them down, be the anchor

.

Crash the rocks, losing colours

Know thyself and fuel the embers

Signal fire to blind the rancour

And above all else, never remember.

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Synapses

My head’s like loopy strings and rubber bands, I try my best to keep it running smoothly but it tangles and snaps and that kinda gives me a migraine something awful, so I just stick pins and needles in my scalp and hope it will at least sew up a nice little embroidery for my dreams to enjoy tonight, or maybe pluck me a song I haven’t heard though these stretchy things aren’t really made for music but still, that would be quite nice now, wouldn’t it?

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fickle

maybe not

perfect

maybe not

anything

brand new

.

maybe not

perfect

maybe just

good enough

for you.

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Habromania

you’re the worst kind

of mental disturbance

.

an overreactive type

of chemical imbalance

.

you’re the bad version

of a daydream in winter

.

a paroxysmal state of

transience in evermore.

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bygones

We hear that rumbling song in the distance
It’s coming closer, but we don’t like to talk about it
The sticks and stones won’t build you a home
And every word, it will exert you ’til you’re done…

~*~

hear me scream

your pity in disguise

verses reimbursing

an arcane surprise

so go find the me that

dripped down your

throat like madness

and felt like a cold

decimating the decay

or so i’ve been told

.

a night of encounter

faded into sometimes

sessions in the theatre

to remind you’re not mine

withdrawals attacking

this most awful defiance

but maybe if you don’t

find me out to fix me up,

soon enough, i’ll be able to

avoid this unexposed romance.

~*~

Where do we start
If we will end apart?
Where do we go from here?
It’s head versus heart
It will all be clear someday…

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