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burn flirtations like prayers for the dead looking out to sea to find intimacy as I try to stand before you This poem was published in...

without any belief and lacking in faith devoid of personal idols not wanting ideology obeying no dogma or having trinkets for security...

a drizzly grey of stiffening heat pins me to my present I wake up waiting for my next sleep thinking of trivialities like, “what to do”...

I have just sat down with my phone you have not written for quite some time your message says your loving is over your place, your home...

The river flowing higher than the road beside the way to the square bellowing through the hedgerows a cow the deep gurgle and babble of...

rainy damp valleys with rivers and forests flowing from the hill warm tea clotted cream jam and scones do remind me hills towering above...

A friend suggested therapy - I now can stress over mono decisions considering more strenuous than doing its obvious as you experience it...