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 Jun 2019 Timber
Sul-E
Green bottle
 Jun 2019 Timber
Sul-E
There used to be a bottle on the wall.
It was very green.
I'm sure it was the loneliest green bottle
that I had ever seen
It used to sit on the wall
all day and all night
And every day, when I looked out of the window,
it was always in my line of sight
Then one day, a cat came along.
Something was going to happen; I could tell
The cat then accidentally nudged it
and off the wall, it fell
When it had fallen off the wall
it had dropped with a very loud sound.
There were all these little pieces of the green bottle
all over the ground
Then the cat yelped
and I knew it had gotten hurt
I could quite obviously see its paws were caked in
blood and dirt
The bottle wasn't harmful in the beginning
it did not look the slightest bit treacherous
but after a nudge in the wrong direction
it became very dangerous
Now I look back at you smiling
next to me on the big armchair
Your fingers running through your soft locks of hair.
You remind me a lot
of that green bottle.
In the beginning, you were harmless
you were all sorts of fun.
Now you hurt me.
Could you tell me why
as I don't quite know what I've done
 Jan 2019 Timber
molly
Untitled
 Jan 2019 Timber
molly
It wasn’t love at first sight
only because
I know that in past lives
we have loved each other so many times.
 Jan 2019 Timber
NoPoe
Thunder in my belly
Apple cider vinegar it is
Eyes water from the taste
But I don't care
I don't care about the pain
I don't care that I'm living on half dead
I
Don't
Care
It's makes me skinny
It's all worth it
As long as I'm
Skinny
 Jan 2019 Timber
Alina
Eternity in an instant.
Camera flash and fading glow
Burning our eyeballs
Plastered minds have plastered smiles
Lighting up the dark night
Steamy laughs tease with vapors
In the wind
As we bundle up our jackets
Tight
An instant flash
Burning in my mind
Eternity is an instant.
 Dec 2018 Timber
MeanAileen
Low Life
 Dec 2018 Timber
MeanAileen
***** *** and cigarettes
bad decisions, no regrets.
Painted lips and fingertips
lace, leather, gags and whips.
Cheap motels, steamy nights
sweaty flesh and candlelights.
Pushing limits, breaking rules
naked dips in swimming pools.
Getting high while living low
riding rails, pure white snow.
Playing games & telling lies
the look of lust in lovers eyes.
Rendevouz in seedy places
sloppy kisses, hot embraces.
Ménage à trios, or even four!
Anything goes behind locked door...
Shots of Jack make it all alright-
just another dirt-bag night.
50% fiction...
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