February 2012
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Be Cool. Puke Words. Stay Quiet.
You told my stomach to shush and ever since you left that duvet, it aches and aches every day and I think it might be a tumour and I think it’s attaching itself to my throat. But at least my intestines stayed quiet. -A.
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Anonymous asked: i wish you'd make your poetry more cheerful sometimes
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Tessellations
There is this infinite black that fills the sky, and I looked, the epileptic twinkles in the galaxy, at all those planes mistaken for stars, the handmade crafts that carry you away from me. Trust bitten skin at the end of my thumbs, and how I can just fold my feelings about you into these eight divides with complete corner folds, I’ll be flying paper planes for the moon. -A....
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“All the very best of us string ourselves up for love.”
– The National - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks
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Ashley
You are number six on a top ten list of things that keep me alive by bringing me a step closer to being under ground. Colour my life with your terminal grey.
And when they ask ‘Whatever happened to him?’ The others will reply with ‘We don’t know…’ ‘…I guess he just turned to self-destruction.’
-A.
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“I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love is to like the other...”
– Los Campesinos! - We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed
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Year two was a strange time for me. I was still finding my feet in school, not really knowing who I was, who my friends were and really, what I was even doing there. I managed to slip into a crowd of boys through a mutual love of football that became my loosely termed ‘friends’. Every lunchtime would be the same, watch slow tick-tocks count down to 1 o’clock, sprint out of the class, grab the...
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“I’m leaving my body to science; not medical but physics. Drag my corpse...”
– Los Campesinos! - In Media Res
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Untitled #6
I find you mildly attractive, a bit too much skin ‘round your sides, but thank you for being my forgettable, masturbatory aide tonight.
-A.
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“I dreamt about you last night and I fell out of bed twice.”
– The Smiths - Reel Around The Fountain
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Tangled Fur
Sleep. The closure of eye lids into an abyss of endless possibilities. Pupils kicked into hyper speed through the infinite night, but infinity lasts for less than five hours mostly. We lie down near double digits and wake up fully into them. Wake. Floral duvets dragged over our heads, hidden from the dull daylight. I always awake before you, like my body senses the movements of...
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Sapphire
I’m not quite sure of what I am, though this education should probably know. Presumably attached to the finger of a wealthy power suit, studied business management at Kent university, smashed constantly against a fountain pen, writing checks, signing your redundancy package. She’ll leave me on the train one day, the 10:42 to Manchester that she was late for. I loosened and I...
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Untitled #5 Whenever we hear a quote in a movie that I want you to take notice of, I will squeeze your hand harder and kiss your brain.
-A.
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Function #1
You said to me, this is what it will be like in three years time, passcode, unlock, brightened, while the floor was vibrating, and my spine ached, and my eyes were tired, but time is just semantics, and future is only relevant to choice, make of it what you will, you choose, I choose numb fingers, three-parters, the long walls of backlighted text, thank you, thank you,...
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January 2012
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