White blossom
Beautiful
One day
Until then
I wrap you
In a moist paper towel
And a plastic bag
Vacuum sealed
In a dark cupboard
Warm
And wait
As I eat the flesh left behind
For germination

The radio plays:

What the people are saying
And we know every road, go, go
What the people are saying
There ain’t no berries on the trees

There are hundred ways
I see you
You are my view
The reason for my coastal home
My chosen αδελφή
Future μεγάλο όνομα
♱
Phonetic θείος
♰
A language I cannot grasp
Speed of light
My first note
Pencilled
The start of a lullaby
Twinkling diamond

Burning up
Red-faced
Disgrace
Like an object
That constantly
Rearranges
So strange

The heat is on
I feel eyes
Pulsate

Crackly hat
With a motif
Of a fruit bat
Rolled up over
Shaved off eyebrows
Frowns

Stumble down
A gravelly Owwwww

Puce groynes
Tints zagzig
Innards fan flame
Bane of the die
Sooty canes
Wind serve the mark
Burden brand
Hymn brings the tide
Oft for kin
Faith take in
Maiden arc

(inspired by Et Liv)

Seven Christmases ago
You drew me
In Secret Santa
And drew
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I went home and cried
Cried because I was tied
And tired
I tried
Like pleather for breakfast
Pop quiz

In that dress
I stared
At the frame on the wall
That was the cue for me
To go
To you