Archive for May, 2011
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Phuket

It is upon us
The dawn of a new journey
Roads untravelled, unmapped
Only memory to dictate the experience
And a bulletpoint pen
Cursive and hurried
Jotting the sights, sounds, textures
and flavours of things to come
And dreams realised
Suddenly I am aware
Your hand in mine
We walk at a pace
To remember this time.

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Saliva

Love is rabid
Feverish
A blanket of unknowing
Strangles and suffocates
Heavy and heaving
Chest beating
Heart hurting
I’m too scared
My insides spill out
My tongue lolling
My eyes rolling
Bite down
Pain is subjective
In the text only
Derives this uncertainty
I’m so unsure
But so definitive
It hurts because it is real
Love is rabid
Nothing else matters
Love is rabid
You’ve bitten me hard.

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