Anxiety
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Those drunken moments where living and dreaming merged without us ever knowing. Rain. Dead leaves. Stumbling through bars and cemeteries hand in hand with no sense of where our love would ever end. The world turns yet we don’t care. Rivers flow down streets, and as cars sink beneath waves, we run into the… Read more
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In dreams, my life is entwined with yours. In the silent words that swap between our mouths, the collision covers us with glass, but I’m too interested in what’s beneath your dress to take notice. There’s this fantasy that constantly blinds, and it bites our feet as we move through time. Pissing down with… Read more
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Next to a fire with your heart dribbling onto the carpet. It bores me, I wish I were somewhere else. A kitchen where wine once flowed and cigarette smoke danced before my eyes. Green eyes, drawings for lovers, and a fleeting touch that became a kiss. Not any more though, for now it’s boredom, the… Read more
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The view of ripened flesh blowing though cracked skulls. Signs of my illness, so readily found in the way her crumpled clothes sit on dust covered floorboards. Dancing and sometimes falling, we move beneath exploding fireworks free from restraint. Misty breath and fingers linked down town. Sky so dark as the oceans of tomorrow choke… Read more
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These delicate colours, far too chaotic to understand as the room spins out of my control. Too many faces spouting words that have no meaning. They sink their teeth in, they always do, yet when you need someone to help you through the night, they’ll have long since vanished. There’s snow outside on the sidewalk,… Read more
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Stars, countless stars. Some dead, others yet to be born. Overhead, they shimmer wordless as my fingers sink into the earth. Blades of grass. Time is still. Sounds not there, she looks up at them too, but I don’t know what she sees. Autumn. Summer. We speak words that will never be repeated. They… Read more
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The romance of cold, somber evenings. The coming together of damned lovers as the world dissolves behind closed curtains. Others play out the same paths. Those familiar ways of being we all know so well. They’re told what’s expected of them, and they deliver every time. They do it without even knowing, and as… Read more
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Between the sheets with nature and soft machines. Contemporary horrors and the flavour of existence picking away at you somewhere between your shoulder blades. Belly-dancing on the streets as you skip from bar to bar. Trash and flowing alcohol all around, we move without sound to where the night keeps on growing. Black stockings. Videotapes… Read more
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Cold so cold with snow and empty parking lots everywhere you dare look. Flirtatious girl afraid of mirrors, but not of cameras. Dressed in next to nothing with white teeth so glossy, visions of heaven consume while taking a bath, as do feelings close to limbo while waking up past noon all bleary eyed and… Read more
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Exotic pain as you sway on the pavement. Twisting this way and that like a cat, I wrap my arms around you as bombs drop in the distance. Those blood red gums of yours. Those big brown eyes reflecting the lights of passing cars. Such a sweet dreamer as the weight of the world… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 