new poetry
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it’s four in the morning and could be i’m drunk and gone to the world but i don’t think booze is the reason i’m coming apart at all no, it’s something to do with these bones of mine and how they don’t belong not anchored nor attached to anything or anyone i exist in my Read more
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a girl with no past, a girl with no future you should know by now that kinda lifestyle doesn’t suit you the same old smile covering the same old scars day after day, so close yet so far a bruised soul covered with flowers and marzipan the sweet taste of shame to cover pain a Read more
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some lover some kiss upon a shore a gift of stars and meteorites nothing less eternally yours this childish heart from a time like mine to a time from before that door upon a shore that journey to something more A Journal for Damned Lovers UK A Journal for Damned Lovers US Anthology UK / Anthology US Read more
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80’s horror movies on videotapes sifted from boxes sitting around for years doing nothing heather langenkamp with those cute lips and goofy front teeth and those vaginal eyebrows that speak to me of the wonders of desperate sweat pyjamas then no pyjamas hands around a throat then fingers in the mouth with streams of spit Read more
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flowers tied to a lamp post celebrating those dead kids you still hear playing long into the night dog head poking out the window licking the wind dribbling on the pizza delivery man below who’s bringing me my meat feast and garlic bread with outstretched arms and a single clenched fist which he shakes at Read more
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the world turns and stars burn bodies pulsate and ooze sex then fade away like pretty much everything else there’s anger and rebellion a spark that ignites lives ignites minds and then comes safety and vulgar vulgar respectability where people speak but say nothing doing stuff but it’s just stuff and it holds Read more
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had another of those dreams where you’ve spread your legs and i’m inserting sunflower seeds deep inside of you in the hope they bloom as sometimes they do and as the colours shimmer before my eyes it’s as if tomorrow and yesterday were one and the same A Journal for Damned Lovers Volumes 1 Read more
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a small mouth and knowing eyes as the bus passes down streets we can’t seem to let go of smooth skin and beer cans held by fingers in fingerless gloves along with shared memories of events that never occurred oh, these drunken kisses where kisses should be amidst nights that never end and Read more
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this is a poem for you and you alone i don’t need to mention your name because you know it’s about you, i just know you do this is a poem and a poem is what i give for a poem is war and peace and stillness and love and rough fucking and where Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 