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Nov 2022
You watched me build myself a brand new body
like I am made of warm plasticine
and while he tries to rinse me off your skin
the water doesn’t quite run clean

You caught him looking for the plug
so now you've wrapped me in a bubble
so I can float above you both
until I can dance in the all the rubble

Always quick enough to put it in me
but never to cut me some slack
but I guess that's just you
trying to keep his hands off the tap

And it's beneath the shallow, empty waters
that there's cracks that everyone can see
so while he paints over them with a ring
he cannot paint over me
Thomas Alan
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Thomas Alan  M/Newcastle, UK
(M/Newcastle, UK)   
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