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Monday Aug 27, 2007

Aug 27, 2007
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.and when you squeeze me it's like you're juicing my soulkiss my life into me (instead of sucking it out of me) .and your touches edited the autobiography of my insides to out. (& and I'll never love anyone like I'm loving you.) enveloped in this screaming, too afraid of the silence to stop and nobody told them (& she wasn't breathing anymore.) I still feel you Lingering inside of me, Fingering this soul Digging out & ripping out all that is left of yesterday. Pulling me out from the inside you Take away (you & ) tomorrow. And your silence baits me, Following it's footsteps back to you with the vicious taste of red Squeezing through teeth In some illicit swallowing Of a bitten back tongue (that bleed with words) Shake me down a sunshine from up above Blurring and stirring Smudging these lines that hang inbetween into inconsequential dashes. Gasping through the spaces inbetween. Breath in breath out (dragged) to the extremes Expand to explosion and shrivel to waste. Breathing you inand holding my breath (afraid to let you out.) now I'm really 'blue' for you. And it was always about your sunsets and sunspots & now it's all fading Your thoughts milky and vague (inconsistent like all things insubstantial) Just like your coffee, with someone elses lipstick round the edges. We were like a road trip, always heading for the sun, your words the gun ( to my head heart) Ellipsis passing and left behind Cross out these thoughts like burnt tyre tracks Screeching away from us And everytime we went further we became a little more broken apart Along the way Littering pieces of us to the flickering wind Torn letter and jigsaw puzzles Congeniality spread with drunken fingers like disease And cracks spread through our metaphorical walls Staring at the ceilings as they fall on down Chest cracked open All red and wet (& is this intimacy for you?) White space and static Fumbling towards ecstasy Stumbling without ( & I believed in you). Take my sunrise with youWhen you're gone. I don't need to see the space of you not here.



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