Sunday 9 March 2014

~~glass house~~

i dreamt you real last night
(lying next to me all moonlight blue and bones)
you don’t know
you don’t know
anymore.

you had a girl and a home
and i came in with that sense of entitlement
you always hated and fucked your shit up (again)
you took it with a smile
staring at a pile of letters
burned at the edges

lying in bed you kissed me wet
/what’s the deal with your hands these days?/
i realised you’re glass now
a glass house
paper skin and fading
i’m sorry for all that
i’m sorry for all that

the fishbowl smashed on the floor
and the curtains were singeing embers clinging
to the hairs on our legs and you said
go.
and i did.

(i’m sorry for all that)


5 comments:

  1. All moonlight blue and bones. Delicious writing, beautiful girl. Your words always echo in my mind for days.

    Em
    Tightrope to the Sun

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    1. You're too kind! Thank you, and same with your words xx

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  2. wow. gorgeous writing. absolutely enthralling.

    xx

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  3. That's good poetry, I'm intrigued. Looks like I've got some reading to do.

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