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SKIN & BLISTER We grin & grimace drop candle wax onto our fingertips as the storm rattles our window pane angry that we won’t let it in. All night it rages toppling chimney pots with a crash smashing slates it strips from rooftops as we safe giggle & peel off our waxen fingerprints hold them (tiny whirlpools) in our palms those whorls of self unique to each. I wearing my sister’s fingerprints she... wearing mine. ******* SKIN & BLISTER is Cockney rhyming slang for sister. We were so close we could have worn each other fingerprints and as a little boy I was delighted to do so. I was her and me was she. This I guess is something we did to amuse ourselves before...telly arrived. *******
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC
SKIN & BLISTER
SKIN & BLISTER We grin & grimace drop candle wax onto our fingertips as the storm rattles our window pane angry that we won’t let it in. All night it rages toppling chimney pots with a crash smashing slates it strips from rooftops as we safe giggle & peel off our waxen fingerprints hold them (tiny whirlpools) in our palms those whorls of self unique to each. I wearing my sister’s fingerprints she... wearing mine. ******* SKIN & BLISTER is Cockney rhyming slang for sister. We were so close we could have worn each other fingerprints and as a little boy I was delighted to do so. I was her and me was she. This I guess is something we did to amuse ourselves before...telly arrived. *******
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC
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