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Stroke
Simmering teapots
Water sweating
the rust
Railroad spikes
Hold
She holds the leaves
In the bags
Damning me
With the ticks
The clocks
burrowing in my skull
She says it's
an obsession
I say she's
No good, self important
I thought she loved
(me)
It was true
She does love
(her)
Ressurection
Baptism in vinegar
Apple juice wine
She took my heart,
stroked it down my spine.
Water sweating
the rust
Railroad spikes
Hold
She holds the leaves
In the bags
Damning me
With the ticks
The clocks
burrowing in my skull
She says it's
an obsession
I say she's
No good, self important
I thought she loved
(me)
It was true
She does love
(her)
Ressurection
Baptism in vinegar
Apple juice wine
She took my heart,
stroked it down my spine.
Published 6th Jul 2011
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