continuing down
think i lost a friend
hair is, every where!
waiting out this holiday. keen to be here, keen to get back into uncertain life. which?
want to be alone here. no bothers. eat out.
drinking peach tea by the litre...
wanting to be perfected and shag with no inhibitions.
skin, is, purple?
toes healing. i do have my fathers feet.
not keen on dragging her around.
laid on the grass one day. staring at the grass. blue sky. hot knees.
feeding black geese, strange honking and hissing.
more beautiful than geese.
actually, i am wrong. they are black swans.
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