The cat flap.
Dirty dishes.
Petrol hands.
The taste of tongue.
“I want you to see me drunk”
Lamplight.
Gagged.
Her favourite colour was yellow.
You sound like rain.
I can tell when you are looking at me.
December.
High trees.
The bird mouth.
Advertise me: I pretend to pretend.

I don't dream.
Pretend.
On a scale of 0 to now -
Kisses.
“Where are you?”
I'll hold you.
The sound of rain does not feel cold.
Bone.
A fire extinguisher under water.
Probably, nobody does.
Arms.
“I hope so”
Blue universes
Blue heads
“Ok”

No, you're not.
Blankets and he is asleep.

I forgot what you wanted me to know.
“Ok”

Where they hide the grizzly bears.
Blindfolded.
As close as I can get.
I would understand you better.
I know, I wouldn't be here if I liked it

“Ok”
Go
Go
Go
“Go”

"I'm not interested in control"
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