thoughts and crosses
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so it was- a dream that took it all out ripped off all the tissue paper and wrapping of old news bubbly plastic squeaks and cotton wooliness round the bits in my brain. fluff gets stuck. spark plugs hit and crunch before the bright. can I really? Don’t forget; bad and worse but, oh, those good times... jealousy. clear now; all my little fears. I’m not angry anymore. head between mounds feathered breasts i push my face down deep try to forget somehow wake boiling and blood rushing I was trying to stop you I was running just.too.slow- and then found you just..too..late..wanted to kill you. I want...? hoped that slipping might help. slipping down into sleep <sounds of my breath on your back> but it spews right out of me subconscious plays out explains always the interpreter the go between you and I you hate that you and I so us, that’s so us over sew us over fucking sew me up- that’s so me... I was sleeping when I worked it out I love you fuck you I shouted, out loud? maybe I shouted saying fuck youfuckyoufuckyou I love you fucking love fucking bastard you are your fault why do you have to have faults? fuck you screw it up again and you'll kill me this time- promise? promise. X X X crosses her fingers. I lie try to get you to love me without the leaving or the wishing but it never works wishy washy lovers we love love love falling in

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