Two picked daisies;
Little old ladies on my windowsill
There are 22,000 children outside
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- Pigeons in a shitty holePecking at Macdonald's pol...
- Bent over each otherBreaking up
- Car noise wipes my earsIt's like the sea, farawayI...
- Itchy mist
- The bed groans with my breathingI hear the springs...
- Two picked daisies;Little old ladies on my windows...
- I will complete 14 tasks todayThe old man will wal...
- Spattered swirlsOn a Deep Blue SeaAndA boatOn si...
- Cabbage WhitesFrom water
- A cloud of birds;Black flies against the sky
- Buildings are deadTrees are alive
- It's black and white comic strip rain outsideAnd I...
- 47 seagulls in The MeadowsAll approaching me...
- Necks extendedTwo swans in flight
- Damp soily smells; andGreen all around my eyes
- Seven moles on a barbed wire fence
- Roadwork smokeAnd Lady Gaga7.53 in the morning
- Fluffy grey ballsWith beaks and tailsAnd feet you ...
- Daylight made faint by the corridors and closed wi...
- Icky yucky sour stuff running down the back of my ...
- SlipInsideTheSheetsOfAnIceCleanBed
- Duck silhouette;A RorschachBlotOn the silverWater
- The painThe cryingCracked hands
- A red hole in my skin
- Spots of white sheep against a green field
- LoveArrested their heartsAnd stilled the air in th...
- CroissantsPulled apart by long fingered hands
- Clouds like cauliflowersPacked up in a box
- The eyes he makes are real.
- Diamond dust waterFreezes and falls
- Cherry blossom swirlingMy feet slap against the ta...
- Apples falling sidewaysFrisbees in the air
- The sun lifts the dew from The Meadows.
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