"pull me close, i promise i won't bite,"
whispered the razor from the cabinet,
"kiss? little kiss? small kiss for an old friend?
i hear you're into that these days."

"i really shouldn't," i reply, "i made a promise..."
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let it out

clean yourself up, scrub all the sin away,
let it drain into the shower basin -
cleaning, removing, making right!

warm and bubbling over, not too hot,
not yet

****.
hair in plug hole.
water isn't draining.

standing in filth. standing in sin.
look! look! you can see it!
it's all soapy and congealing!
rose-tinted bubbles and London grime!
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"hey, we've still got that old spark," flashing a grin

"i guess we do," i reply,
the heat already becoming unbearable under my broken skin

it’s a knife twisting slowly in my gut.
it’s the floor vanishing underneath me.

broken apologies bubble out of my mouth,
passions unfettered and emotions confused.
where sweetness blossomed,
a bitter taste is left.

foot tangled in my own net,
pushing, pulling, struggling -
but only really constricting.

panic swirls in my chest,
a sourness in my throat,
waves crashing around my head.
down, down, deep into the pit,
weighed down by blind stupidity.

Day and night, palace
eating, Jacques. The Christian
religion, but The sun
is ever miraculous.
The Ministry of Foreign
Affairs of the Federal
Ministry, Abraham left soft,
Many provisions for Jupiter
and MF millennium for
adjustment of the vote.
This is the world incomplete
The crime was secondarily
hydrological; the idea
of ​​1 afterwards the first
side and 1 What, that's
not the case. Angry
and understandable,
from the chest to pointedly
physical form of fatigue.

The grass cut winter short
Fog frozen on the briar
Parables use to be told
In the fields far below.

Taking the long way round
As coldness turned to frost
Find that our hearts do melt
As a whistling stirs the throat.

Love Mary ***