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Jan 2019 · 412
Psithurism
Otis Jan 2019
Stillness takes time
To ooze through the gaps of meaning
And
Silence
Doesn't come
Until the horses have stopped hurtling towards the
End.
Jan 2019 · 426
sand timer
Otis Jan 2019
yesterday
you
told
me
I
dont
love
you
anymore
the sand timer ran out.
Nov 2018 · 348
please i need you now.
Otis Nov 2018
I always thought that heart ache was poppycock.














I was wrong
very wrong
Oct 2018 · 3.2k
Kisses From The Sun
Otis Oct 2018
Smiling into the sun
and the kiss
As morning has just begun
and the sun is on my lips
Oct 2018 · 687
Ehem
Otis Oct 2018
That's when I realised;




















I'm not very good at writing dramatic single sentences.
Apr 2018 · 1.1k
Occult Confesion
Otis Apr 2018
A dull doll faced mug
Glinted by unknown light
Dried a drip of ancient drink
Dripped down quite

Hands clasped tight around
A mug of occult confession
Eyes teared as such
A sorrowful expression

Dappled light through glass
Chair scrapped along floor
Spotted plastic tablecloth
Shut tight wooden door

Homemade woollen tea cosy
Lumps of bricked sugar
Kettle whistling dolefully
Clicking stained cooker

Futile arms waving
Closed taught eyes
Sigh of calming thoughts
"Please, no more lies"

— The End —