12/08/2012
the last time
half a year ago to the day
was the last time
I saw you alive
there was a last time
you ate with delight.
a last time
you laughed at the sun.
a last time
you were on the beach.
a last time
you were in Africa.
a last time
that we danced.
a last time
we made love.
on the 12th of february,
the last thing I said to you
was
I love you
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Superheated air streams in Through the driver-side window as I burn the car Across the blistering heat, exhuming Ian Curtis's Pompeian ...
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erratic echoes of a swallow's cries faint and shrill, lost midget amid the persian blue vault of turquoise and gentian tiles, pool...
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go and ride a thousand days, my clear-eyed messengers, scour all points of the compass and find me a glimpse of iridescence for shining...
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single pidgeon in the distance of boundless grey suburban skies. sombreness dememoritised
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