Regret makes a weary warrior It carves out caverns inside That echo longings that will never be done It wishes with candles already blown out It makes a ghost of this day and the next You hurt people and you cannot take it back. We cannot get any of it back Not one tiny…
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Blessed be me on this day. Blessed be the path I have travelled and the path yet to travel. Blessed be my heart as I come to know it’s vast magnitude, it’s intimate depths, it’s capacity to encompass. Blessed be all whom I call friends who are the salt of my earth. Blessed be my…
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Look at the deep, bottomless ocean you are now your heart all ripped to shreds. Look at you now beautiful. There is no backwater to your soul. It is all out front, The vertigo is real. So fall your sweet whisper tells you, it was for all the things that were so right. the chrysalis…
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I fell off my bike. I thought I wouldn’t notice. I covered up my grazed heart in the hope no one would see my tears. I didn’t keep my balance and when I fell it hurt like a hundred tiny broken dreams splinted…
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instructions for a shut up universe. 1. Go round back and see if I can find the secret key hidden in the pot plant of Wisteria that is my mind. 2. See if I left the window to my soul open just a chink, so I can slide on through. 3. Sit and pray for…
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It is my girlfriends birthday and it is a big one. Parties, people flying in from out of town and new sequined cocktail dresses to be bought and worn. There were old friends of hers that I had never met, that were staying…
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make a tent of this bed a tear rolling on the pillow this place of a thousand rolled tears and the feeling is the same We all look from this place and not from another never fully know or be known words tangled and tripped on the floor listen deeper ,breath sit in this empty…
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Walking whilst unraveling. shrink to fit, shrink to fit. There are a million tiny little ways that I catch myself shrinking to fit. In the omission of words that define my boundaries or that ” I love you ” that goes unsaid. I feel guarded right now, like when I decided to close the door…
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Raging at this body of mine that is in exile Raging at this body not in Cryostasis, just the slow progression of time Raging at this body that holds my story in its membranes/bones/blood/mucus. carries my babies DNA Raging at this body full of untapped pleasure as I hold it ransom to my heartbreak. This…
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Do you have a space of your own? a room of your own or even a desk? somewhere you can lay your heart open wide on the table and go and get a cup of tea and have it still be there, sitting, unnoticed by others on your return. A place that would bring about…
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