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hands in cup circling, circling, washing away, yesterdays detritus humming, mindless, tuneless far away in another place thinking, of memories slip, crash, drop favourite cup now mosaic on hardwood floor shards, and shards me, a barefoot island in a sea of ceramics every which way sharp reefs to navigate but needs must I am an island alone none will rescue me and i cannot sit all day one cut, on big toe one coffee cup much loved now, binned one bandaid and off to work serves me right, should have paid attention sheesh I loved that cup
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Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 10:45 PM UTC
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hands in cup circling, circling, washing away, yesterdays detritus humming, mindless, tuneless far away in another place thinking, of memories slip, crash, drop favourite cup now mosaic on hardwood floor shards, and shards me, a barefoot island in a sea of ceramics every which way sharp reefs to navigate but needs must I am an island alone none will rescue me and i cannot sit all day one cut, on big toe one coffee cup much loved now, binned one bandaid and off to work serves me right, should have paid attention sheesh I loved that cup
#daysbreak
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F/Australian
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 10:45 PM UTC
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