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nitrogen narcosisyou wanted me to see your gods but i am afraid of heights; / i wanted you to touch mine but you cannot swim / you washed your hair in salt by the shore, smiling

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triathlon: a love story1. / friday morning at the beach, you've got a pocket full of change and a stone in each fist, a mood ring on your middle finger, wind-brushed all purple, la la la. slowly now i drift across a world of all-blue and even from here i can read you right through and through: i know you and i know you want to pull me up from beneath the waves and cut me open, crawl inside my sea-weathered carcass and sail my skin out to god knows where, crooning to the heavens, la la la, la la la. / 2.

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fear chic (ii)so i go searching charity shops because / i forgot to bring a book today and / i want to get something to eat in a momen

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young blood goes to wormwoodthe day after they found you / a wordless homage to ophelia / i walked down to the shore

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there is nowhere to go from here (probably)**SUNDAY** / had a go at hating you, first / found it wouldnt quite fit—well

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a man, a meat, a sweetmeatits a tuesday and you are waiting for me / standing at the central dressed all in grey / inoffensive, unassuming: avid

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elysiumin our garden, i am growing / a new universe: one fresh / and clean and golden-sweet;

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fear chic (i)a story: today i went out shopping and i / bought two pairs of the same earrings / in vaguely different colours

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on inequality1. / it's a new year and you want to go hunting / so i peel off all my winter clothes

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killing clubhey, wake up. / there’s that girl at the door for you again: / this time she’s got you a little cardboard box

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