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lyn-dale
Organic word farmer born of a long line of word farmers. Healthy, happy words fed only the finest letters.
Never a burden let me be Better to put me in a sack and throw it river deep Hoard pills and swallow in one go Or hold down a thick pillow Never wordless let me be Rather tap and scratch codes of meaning Against hard surfaces Without words I am purposeless
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Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 5:16 AM UTC
Burden
Make tea Make it gently Boil fresh cold water in a kettle without limescale Prepare leaves Smell a pinch between fingers Subtle and clean Fine wire mesh Allows steeping Time on a watch to prevent stewing There is no other word to describe this liquid colour except golden feeling
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Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 12:47 PM UTC
Tea
always exciting when angles change reminds me of how a couple degrees is all it takes to tip my brain into a shriek what i mean is how precious an elevation can be to a viewpoint a sea of heads and bodies and clutched coffee cups becomes a weaving a dot matrix scene all the people stopping and starting arriving and leaving go the other way, sit on the ground lie with eyes sideways and commune with the goddess of pounding feet, footsteps and dropped crumbs, litter and mice hiding behind signs whatever view i choose when the time comes to board i stand, and walk returning to the level i was born
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 3:32 PM UTC
angles on high
Oh no a heartbreak! The original heartbreak of the world and I must tell everyone, warn them all about the precipice that exists on the other side of love. They’ll never know if I don’t take off my red petticoat and stand on the tracks waving it, calling bird-voice, ‘Watch out!’ [the train gets nearer] ‘Dear People, I, cloistered soul, fear you have been misled regarding the nature of existence. It is in fact PAIN!’ [the train gets nearer] ‘All the golden days are over since my lover left my arms.’ [the train, you know] ‘Heed my words and do not trust…’ The train runs me over.
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 3:22 PM UTC
[heart]breaking news
Accept, learn to accept Say ‘acceptance’ Use it in a sentence Pretend, I can pretend Talk all sunny Excellent pretence Forget, cling to regrets Could have beens Stupid remembrance
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 3:20 PM UTC
Mist
here’s what i’ll do a good british thing i’ll queue get to the front, lean on the counter (chipped and worn and scratched formica) ‘One memory preservation order please’ (it always pays to be polite) ‘That’s not how it works, here’s the form’ (form i can) thankyouthankyouthanksverymuch many boxes to tick many scratches to itch complete finally, submitted with its appropriate fee in a few weeks, two or three i’ll receive an unbreakable, unviolatable memory
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
Memory Preservation Order