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Jul 2014
god is a broken window
please let breath in tomorrow
monarch butterflies nest on the crown of my soles,
heels too eager to fly
crushed heavy in religious longing

pavements hiss loud colours,
i’m bottling it up again
you ask what
like
like you’ve forgotten you kiss storms
with those amnesiacs lips

fire presses the stairs of your spine
giggles clicking into place,
come soon
midnight pale and soft for us,
home is dark but true

clutch your insides like pearls,
barbwire smile,
a hollow cast of awards
you didn’t deserve,
marking them ‘ex’

encore

stage screaming a seduction
of violent,
how could you
i loved you

*scene
november
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november  South Africa
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