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Hand in pocket tracing the curled fabric along the stitch the dust gathers around the cuticle

The sun squeezed through the door under the rug slid past the sleeping dog dormant in its basket and placed its hands around my neck The moon caught the draft misted the shower curtain condensed down the window and flooded my heart The stars oozed down the chimney seeped through the carpet sliced slivers off my shoes and covered my mouth

pan

I saw it all each step blink smirk Witnesses are crows twisted feet black holes for eyes slit mouth Waiting, watching for the crumbs to fall

It lay across his forehead Braille, Morse, hieroglyphic, all in one A burning, frozen sketch from that special friday night/saturday morning Where the noun glass, emptied and argued over became a verb its slivers in the slipstream that the contents made in the blood

He held it up showing it off like a golden eagle for all to see without a hint of irony just of rosemary, hanging in the air garlic savoured between teeth I gave up after the third mouthful his eyes pierced more pointedly than the knife in limp hand

Riddling through veins and arteries Coursing down marrow and mind bulging its borrowed and breed mass the enemy within

delve

no sword or fire magician's handkerchiefs but icicles as he held his breath they melted away He suffocated the day she left him an icicle hardening in his throat

Transformation is easier when you've been caught With the ice cube stuck in your throat If you can hold your breath long enough for the heat of your throat To melt the ice cube, there's no worry of suffication The ice cube credibility test

Back of the mind a sign of things to come the sun and moon a boom and a bang that rang around the stars bars and prison walls scores of handcuffs roughs up the wrists takes the piss, the fukcing sh-it sees fit to smother me cover me in a mass of reptiles piles of insects perplex me with my own choices no natural selection, just a rejection of what is said, done, undone, left for dead

knock

Empathy is a soft sword a knock on jelly a whispered, whimsical word the butter on belly

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gsk wrote about mist
“the slick blown mist wrapped around the crazy dozing bum”

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