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Andre Jul 2016
Blue and silver, blue and silver.

Dancing and spinning: Adorning the gift he delivers.

Blue and silver, silver and white.

A gift never given: Lovers only fight.
Andre Jul 2016
And so I'm reminded, of blue and of silver

One year has gone by and I'm still yet to deliver.

Lovers may leave, and I'll never forget.

**** blue and silver, I have not one regret.
Happy birthday.
Andre Apr 2015
We can't have colour on our profiles.

We can't have colour on our streets.

We can't have colour on our bodies.

We can't have *colour?
Colour
Andre Apr 2015
Body (and what a body)
Feet
Andre Apr 2015
Bone, exposing chromosomes while you're all alone getting dome.
Andre Apr 2015
Marzipan from orifices tastes like ***.

Gross.
Fin.

**Like a dolphin.
Andre Apr 2015
Stylistically I'm jaded.

Minimalism has me trading:
My loud for my quiet.
My big for my small.
My tall for my short.
My yellow for my blue.

My lie for my true.
Andre Mar 2015
Is this thing on?
Andre Mar 2015
I am not dead.
Ha!
I ache.
I curl into a fist.

...Ashes to ashes...
A single, calcified tear.
You heard me.
...The darkness...

Clambake!

Inside a dream, inside a dream, inside a dream.
Don't pet the cat that way.
You sent this to me in your sleep.
DO YOU HEAR ME SAYING NOTHING?
...Nothing.
The end.

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