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If You Called
If you called
I would run a thousand miles
I would walk a thousand miles
I would crawl a thousand miles
If you called
Monday 19th September 2016 4:45 pm
Ghosts On The Platform
As the rain falls in the early evening
treading the yellow line, solemnly waiting
a little drunk, a little lonely
all too aware of where I’m not going
haunted by the ghosts littering this platform…
As she draws him in so close to her
he dips his head to accept those smiling lips
begging, O!, they’re beating to be kissed
while phantom hands journey all across her body
curves pushed tight...
Tuesday 28th June 2016 3:28 pm
Singing Along To All Those Torch Songs
The voices of heartbreak
they vibrate through the car
the voices of soul-ache
pour like water into this space
Next to that flawed, trembling voice
I lay my own
to that cracked and warbling voice
I add my own
That’s me
singing along
that’s me
singing along
to all those torch songs
The starkness of stripped, blunt words
fills the hollow part of all I see
the devastation of stri...
Tuesday 19th January 2016 10:32 pm
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