December 2010
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cloudkicker - it’s just a wide-open field
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Mono - Silent Flight, Sleeping Dawn
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i had a dream the other night
and in it
my grandmother stood in a house
of golden light
in my hubris
i ask
something trivial
but she does not answer
and i realise
the dead do not speak
and i am quiet
-
a new guilt upon awakening
a sin of inaction
versus
a sin of action
my apathy assuages one
and it deepens
the other
Nobody says i am a dreamer
i am the only one
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Fell Voices - Untitled
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i feel like i am owed you
i imagine you in the warmth
while it snows
outside
-
i still smell of you
despite
the other night’s congealing
vomit
in the carpet
-
sky outside is pulling in the
orange horizon
like a wall of amber
into me
and, elsewhere
into us
