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1: Soft stripes Awkward lighting Slowly drinking. 2: He raises the cup to his mouth The twilight zone on the TV A slurping sound of drinking She carefully touches her face There will be soup for dinner. 3: Words spill … Continue reading
ONE: Outside is cold The world full of rain Inside is steamy The water was warm TWO: We walked though fisherman land I’m thinking about saffron Carrying granary bread in a basket … Continue reading
Neon blue What was it supposed to say It might still be open Shooting at ghosts Driving by bright lights Red and white An empty box Thinking about noodles A white stripe Fire at will A red light in the … Continue reading
The rainbow striped mug The clock hand passes over eight The bath rush A long queue A blurred picture of where I live A blurred section of the map Waiting for the weather Waiting for you to get home
ONE: We could spend nights in just listening to the radio, On the sofa lying still, There’re talking about mushrooms tonight, You’re hugging me through the landline, I can’t seem to relax or feel right but talking to you got … Continue reading
Neons bright, The take away light, The plants are in the window, Menus in the night, Theres cold air coming in under the door.