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nothing new here      lollygagging sunshine feebly sneaks across   feet      tangled   duvet xylophone of toes bubbles   in     lemonade    form a circle drink fizzles      like the death of a firework four   high   heels      foxtrot upon floorboards rainbow notes to one another spread   out   as   dolly   mixtures    on a table strewn in coffee mug stains resemble sets of braces      crumbs on a sofa white socks   on the radiator shrivel and   dry      shave but leave barbed-wire     stubble in the sink by accident      fingerprints a translucent vine on the shower door mine     or yours    skin turns lychee-pink rare   fossils earrings sparkle under a lamp making   pancakes      your specialty let my fingers     blizzard over every part    I haven’t found yet chuck the   ugly   bits of me out the window get whipped   up in your hurricane      speak your name
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 9:11 AM UTC
Silly Little Crush
nothing new here      lollygagging sunshine feebly sneaks across   feet      tangled   duvet xylophone of toes bubbles   in     lemonade    form a circle drink fizzles      like the death of a firework four   high   heels      foxtrot upon floorboards rainbow notes to one another spread   out   as   dolly   mixtures    on a table strewn in coffee mug stains resemble sets of braces      crumbs on a sofa white socks   on the radiator shrivel and   dry      shave but leave barbed-wire     stubble in the sink by accident      fingerprints a translucent vine on the shower door mine     or yours    skin turns lychee-pink rare   fossils earrings sparkle under a lamp making   pancakes      your specialty let my fingers     blizzard over every part    I haven’t found yet chuck the   ugly   bits of me out the window get whipped   up in your hurricane      speak your name
Written: October 2014. Explanation: A poem written in my own time and another that is (sort of) part of my ongoing city series. Far from original and similar to other pieces in the series, this poem regards a dream I had recently. 'Dolly mixtures' are a brand of small British confectionery. The phrase 'silly little crush' is one I appear to be overusing lately - probably have already used it in a poem.
reece-aj-chambers
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 9:11 AM UTC
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