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Sometimes Things Just End.

It’s been two years, since we slept like
lovers hands intertwined, laced together
as if stitched with thought.
Since sunlight pierced the scene of ash trays
spilling, morning sweat pooling in our curves,
Your breasts on my back.

Your breasts in the bath gathering suds while
I'd mash the mash, stir the gravy and sing along to
‘I Love to Love' by Tina Charles;
Then clink to us, on a sun...

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Friday 14th November 2014 6:08 pm

Orange County.

by Charlotte

ORANGE COUNTY.

While his hands discovered the matter
of my hair, tangles between,
He closed his eyes and I could see
the focus in his lips, the soft curl,
The cold concentrated precision-
Like sucking on an orange piece.

The sky was peach, the beach bare,
Vibrant horizons each corner that
closed us in and
the dusk hung in time holding it all,
Like my head was held in his hands.

A...

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Monday 20th October 2014 12:49 am

Mania

by Charlotte

I stare at your back, as if a portrait

hung to study.

Bare, I stroke it where it is open as

you snore.

Touch freckles and moles with stealth. There,

I shut my eyes when you wake and sneeze,

I open them again when you fall back to sleep,

Watch as your lips gather the white

sticky dregs of the night,

I wish I could taste it.

...

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Wednesday 8th October 2014 6:54 pm

love obsession passion mania

Evenings, when in love with an artist.

by Charlotte

Whilst he unfolds the meaning

of it all, with colour,

I find it all in him.

But watch and

(of course) grasp and consume

with bare palms,

pockets of his pondering exhale,

that lay wondering in the air.

Just to taste

for a moment, what it is like

to unfold the meaning of it

all with colour.

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Wednesday 10th September 2014 7:34 pm

Just the three of us.

by Charlotte

Frightfully aware, my bejewelled, dripping self,

Poses with tact, care and accuracy.

Swaying my legs on the counter

within the tide of your kitchen,

seductive and subdued,

damasked in moonlit icey hues

and slices of your blinds half shut.

You stand between my thighs unfazed,

palms on my skin

lacing our air with cigarett...

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Monday 8th September 2014 8:40 pm

No More Page 3

by Charlotte

Sunny mornings spent alone,

Calls for news named as such,

Yet scrawled careless between

pages isn’t news so much -

‘Britney’s back with a hit!’

‘She’s 19 and she’s got tits!’

‘Chris and Gywneth finally split!’

I scrabble hungry for underestimated wit,

Yet, between licking and flicking I find this is it-

An incredulous, shameful, ...

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Tuesday 19th August 2014 6:11 pm

by Charlotte

You're always going to miss someone,

So whats the need in worry?

You're always going to yearn for them,

So why heal in such a hurry?

You're always going to miss someone,

That's what a heart is for,

To thump and remind you daily,

The reason you were born.

You're always going to miss someone,

That's how your body works,

Regardless of your mighty strengths,

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Tuesday 19th August 2014 12:53 pm

Reluctant Return.

by Charlotte

I saw you from the plane, as it tilted in the sky,

Parting the red sun, your flashing light

Draped in pink polluted clouds between,

My city, air, home, you’re seen.

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Monday 18th August 2014 9:15 pm

Thirty.

by Charlotte

I’m never going to be thirty,

I’m never going to win,

I’m always going to wonder,

If I’m ready to begin.

I’m never going to be thirty,

My years should always stick,

Beheld at twenty,

With youth a plenty,

And wild hearts fast and thick.

I’m never going to be thirty,

My body cannot change,

So a splendid birthday party,

May you not arrange.

I’m never g...

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Monday 11th August 2014 10:55 pm

youth love doubt

Cats

by Charlotte

I found out three days too late,

that she was sick and on her way to

saying goodbye.

I was away, and missed her paws

pad into her cage, which, I guess,

we will now sell to a stranger

with a new addition to their family.

It’s strange now it’s just us three.

I wonder why I let it get to me,

all the pee on the carpet,

sne...

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Monday 11th August 2014 9:56 pm

355, Flat 2, at 21

by Charlotte

I remember, sat tracing spirals

with a heavy foot as she chopped

courgette, hissing from the pan,

“Wack abit more garlic in love”

Quote notes tacked on the wall,

Silly ash droppings on the floor,

"Must sweep that before mum comes”

“Who stole my last slice of bread?”

Flame haired flatmate running late and

running out.

“Yes it does matter!”

(I found maggots in t...

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Monday 19th May 2014 4:21 am

youth

Spring

by Charlotte

Cherry Blossom droops

As spring showers fall heavy,

Sunshine is wilted.

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Thursday 15th May 2014 2:09 am

Seasons

by Charlotte

Sweaty streets condense

Into rain trodden pavements,

Cities drip through fall.

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Friday 2nd May 2014 4:30 am

haiku seasons

I Saw Myself!

by Charlotte

I saw myself, just now!

As old as possible,

Knickers bagging

My tena sagging,

soggy too.

Sweating, heaving mid-june,

Stinking of patchouli and piss,

Marlboro breath allowing a hiss,

But no more,

My tired limbs are painfully sore!

Not one for floral but I am draped,

A cardigan stained with HP was

always my fate.

The crevices I bear, you may reach

your arm t...

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Thursday 1st May 2014 10:17 pm

Youth age

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Sometimes Things Just End.

Orange County.

Mania

Evenings, when in love with an artist.

Just the three of us.

No More Page 3

Reluctant Return.

Thirty.

Cats

355, Flat 2, at 21

Spring

Seasons

I Saw Myself!

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