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Cherry

how to grow a butterfly

In the morning you would sleep Holding your blanket between your knees And cocking your head to one side. On that velvet pillow. Cocooned in your foetal position,

Days to Remember

And I ran with the flowering daisies beneath my feet And my hair flowing from my face With the warm winds rustling the Leaves, in the sycamore trees In a sunny, summertime blue, breeze

the persistence of memory

this piece was written after viewing salvador dali's art peice, the persistence of memory."!

A Tall Man With Sticky-out Ears, A Gammy Leg And A Black Eye Carrying A Mannequin And A Rubber Plant (Part Two)

"This scenario is so improbable no one could possibly predict it unless they possess genuine psychic powers – even you'll grudgingly admit that."

A Tall Man With Sticky-out Ears, A Gammy Leg And A Black Eye Carrying A Mannequin And A Rubber Plant (Part One)

“Thank you so much, young man,” the elderly woman said as they reached the stairway leading to the flats over the shops where she lived.

Gliding hands

a rose is no rose

Grasp

grasping for something, but the words do not answer

Time Travel

A poem about anxiety
Cherry

Your Name Is Claire

Your name Is Claire, but you don't know that I know it.

wasted years.

There was once a time when I thought I knew you Before all this mess and meaningless waste Before you slammed the phone down for the last time