jupitersterrain four

3.21am 

i could swear an owl 

just replied to me 





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n i gushed like a fountain 

with my make up all running 

and people handing me tissues n stuff 

an asking me to speak 

n the tears make fronds of light 

that helps to ease the pain 

n the sobbing comes in convulsions 

your chest heaving and retching 

n all runny nose n stuff 

an your hair all wet and drooping 

like its raining 

n the memories an flashbacks 

like painful treasures like lost children 

reaching up their arms 

n all the love pouring down your face 

as you hold them 






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n the electricity in the other room was 

like an emotional charge that 

had me flat on the floor 



































stomach-churning emotions