If I wanted a
deep hymn of devotion
then I am a
million miles away
from where
i expected to be
You offer no
glorious psalm
no
happy ever after
and a
million miles away
doesn't seem
that far.
Saturday, 9 April 2011
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If you were to slap me upside my head with a book of your poems, rather than pull away I would lean into it as hard as I could in the hope that just a little of its essence would stamp my brain. Who the hell are you? **confuzzled smiley face**
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