Saturday, 6 April 2019
word jam : tree hugging
another one
where we were hugging strangers
looking into their eyes
n saying that i love you
n i been to all kinds of groups
tree hugging to conflict circles
encounter groups, pow wows
n trauma role play
the smell of his sweat
after eating ginger
young n lean, i fell hard
these feelings
thundering in my chest
nothing wrong he said
are you saying you're a real female ?
just giving love
Fox is a master of black magic they said
n i was hooked for 10 years
n a part of me still is
still holds a mystery
i still carry a small backpack
ready to bolt
the crisp snow
falling on the leaves
the stillness so romantic
n this is romance
not the chocolates and flowers
just eating a piece of snow
chilled to the bone
in his cold kitchen
smell of basil tea
and dog piss
some strange cleaning fluid
and the love potion
dreamy , drifting away
n these were my formative years
i don't want to do it he said
then ill be just like all the rest of them
like a baby bird he said
feeding me with his finger
then someone you love
more than anything
bam right on the forehead
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