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alastair-fenn
England
out of the window heat merged in white and there’s nothing I want the world to supply or take from me now I’ve opened my eyes she locks the door and knows the way she’s moving and we both know this is all that’s keeping us from leaving as we go down to the floor (now I see, as it gets dark and she’s away, I’m in the room, there’s nothing here of what was then except these facts I’ve placed in lines and keeping hold of what we’ve had; and her return and only that) there’s nothing that I care for but resumption of these feelings and will throw the things I promised far from any stretch of reason and let them be discovered by whoever wants to see them burning and broke open as I listen to her breathing
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 2:30 PM UTC
above the clouds
If ever the world gets you down your pet will still be your best friend; they’re joyful and wild and with big doleful eyes their love never comes to an end. Your pets will not hide how they feel or lock up their hearts in a box they’re loyal and gentle polite and respectful: they’re everything humans are not.
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC
pets
If anyone suggests that you keep your eyes on their pets for a day before you agree check their pedigree and see if they’re wild or they’re tame. Ask them to tidy your room or set up the table for dinner; if with roaring and noise they eat your soft toys you probably should reconsider. For the snarling beyond the locked door there may be a straightforward reason; to be on the safe side put your brother inside and see if he ends up eaten.
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 2:47 PM UTC
Wild Animals
the rain's melting glass moulding our views and moving intentions to rooms where it started in grey skies and days gripping tightly as tea melts between afternoon darkness the city at evening turned pines into curtains drifting on branches and in sudden still we walked out between them in tunnels so soft words can't escape we shook them together the snow freezing down between coatings inside the stitched cotton we're both waiting there as cars drive below the rain's melting glass and scatters through streets and cracks in the frame are beginning to show
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 1:25 PM UTC
insulation