By Arcassin B

Please,
Lend me your eyes and,
See through me,
Let,
Go of the pain , it,
Swallows,
My,
Teenage spirit , is still intact,
I don't wanna' make you seem like I care for you like
we didn't have beef before,
Been done too **** wrong,
If its me or you , won't hesitate anymore,
Have you ever ? Like nah , have you ever?
I don't want to play this game with you.

Anymore.
Anymore.

What you think?
You want to toast wit' some glass? Clink Clink.
Is This really another dream?
8,000th Simulation in time space I think,
And Why do the populist gotta' be so fake?
And why we gotta prove to those who simply hate?
And why watch our families turn their backs?
And why florida so disregarded? Whats wrong with this state?


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By Arcassin B

Your melanin keeps me young and mines stimulate you.

Even though it's not the basis of our relationship,
Still need the sticky residue,
With you , explore the lows and the highs,
Want you to show me how you cry,
Wanna feel heaven just when we combine,

I want the honey , the birds , the bees , the grass,
The trees , chocolate cookies , I need them in my life,
I want ya' smile , ya' smell , ya'head , ya' toes,
You love it and it shows,
Maybe I want you as a wife.
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being labelled with the worst symptoms by your doctor
does not really help, except it gives you a qualified permission
to be gentle and kind to yourself.

Spring Mount Dairy
and Wallace’s Buns
is what I recall about
primary school days.

Marts and markets,
bust on a pedestal
in O’Brien Street,
(and) the ESB pylon.

Kevin Ger McCourt
decided on Tuesdays
who’d be better off,
drinking, than driving.

Conveniently, first day
of all all our sentences
began next door before
the angelus, at Albert’s.




Ps

Albert Lynch’s pub
In Mallow Ireland
Is next door to the
Courthouse where
Kevin Ger McCourt
(A gentleman judge)
Did the best he could
To keep us out of harm.