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how do you say to a room, "i would be worthy" "let me inhabit your shades in slow appreciation" "let my dreaming eye fill and empty" ?
freyapayne5
Nov 30, 20241 min read
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waylaid
becalmed, unnerved I ate all the nails from my boat. and waited.
freyapayne5
Nov 29, 20241 min read
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The permission to depart is there
Watch with kindness your besieged body that perceives only a narrow ledge. Baby, its only one step, one step into the blue sky. remember...
freyapayne5
Nov 28, 20241 min read
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nail your colours
nail your colours to the mast relinquish the hold to the wire forgive those who trespass against us
freyapayne5
Nov 27, 20241 min read
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precipice
our silence teeters like a slow motion murder scene. It helps to remember that, between me and the trees, there’s no such...
freyapayne5
Nov 26, 20241 min read
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transition
i am in a state of dispossession the wind rattles me inertia undoes me
freyapayne5
Nov 25, 20241 min read
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farce
every time i fall from the stage cuckold by my architecture the mud forgives me
freyapayne5
Nov 24, 20241 min read
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cluster
let’s draw our thin skins together, and talk of spring. Let us not compound our fear into metals for war.
freyapayne5
Nov 23, 20241 min read
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a rolling stone
wide eyes straining for the sky, intimate with the mud.
freyapayne5
Nov 22, 20241 min read
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with thanks to
the shelter of mr milne, pacing everything in steadfast monochrome, soft shouldered, thick lensed, you licked the chalk before writing...
freyapayne5
Nov 21, 20241 min read
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hall of mirrors
Once touch burnt umber synaesthesia gift ice forms a hall of mirrors bringing the cry of gulls.
freyapayne5
Nov 20, 20241 min read
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black window
My eyes meet the darkness the darkness meets my gaze. We are learning about the inside and the outside.
freyapayne5
Nov 19, 20241 min read
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melting pot
After relinquishing our instinct to hoard our capacity to crush, after melting down our gold, and melting down our guns; pick up the...
freyapayne5
Nov 18, 20241 min read
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What confounds the safety of the citadel
a dog with a flea in its ear, the voice that whispers not this, a white wall that calls for a red door, the tenacity of birth, your...
freyapayne5
Nov 17, 20241 min read
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divestment
take off the mantle of your history Who is your 'we'? own the devastation between any us and them
freyapayne5
Nov 16, 20241 min read
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spine
just keep putting one foot in front of another, history has made you upright even if your mind is floating
freyapayne5
Nov 15, 20241 min read
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parasite
Give it to me, let me main line myself to oblivion, the human parasite forgets the symbiotic dream of alongsideness
freyapayne5
Nov 14, 20241 min read
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When the sky is too beautiful to look at without crying
sit down and weep lie on the earth and remember
freyapayne5
Nov 13, 20241 min read
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Like the sheet between the surgeon and the body
How we scrabble to fix our screen, like the sheet between the surgeon and the body. Just look how we count our fingers, draw our pictures...
freyapayne5
Nov 12, 20241 min read
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when she looked in the mirror she saw
when she looked in the mirror she saw times arrow unzipping the body bag dust webbing the surface leaves snagged against the path edge a...
freyapayne5
Nov 11, 20241 min read
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