"twinnings" poems
Long night drives with a can of golden liquid bitter bluntness are two ultimates that ease the shaky hands and ghosted thoughts
You left me heaving through punctured lungs and broke every rib along the way and I picked up my scattered bones and apologized for the mess
How many more cups of tea until I become harbour?
Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
I'd like a re wind of my life
at a slower pace
where nothing causes any strife
and i turn up the ace
no bumpy road
no sad mistakes
life is all twinnings and
cupcakes
this is my dream
a silly one
no wonder im flat
on my ***
Jun 8, 2012
Jun 8, 2012 at 6:07 AM UTC
we can talk about africa
a childhood spent
we can lay things bare
pretend not to care (too much)
we can reminise
leave out main events
give the o'er a kiss
yet get behind pretence
and of course there's Twinnings tea
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 3:27 AM UTC
plaster has fallen away
from fronts of buildings
laid bare
the brickwork underneath
like skeleton without flesh
jawbone & bared teeth
where cheek has been ripped away
death visits
and takes tea
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 6:03 AM UTC