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I testify the need to write
It’s helping me to read
in context
defenceless
Not-yet-wet- but
hoping that if I type hard enough Ill find the roots back to my soul
n ink may sprout new shoots in me
Im trying not to be good
I’m trying not to write about you
boy built from cotswolds stone N a lazuli backbone
i write this not for you just for me
cuz i envisage myself speaking unreserved
not lost in prose but being in spoken word
I’m trying to relive my youth
remember how i grew up too soon
got fucked up from not feeling
took a look at the 5th dimension before really knowing how to speak them
it hurts but kills not to
so yeh this is sorta freeing
Yeh I get mad depressed
it’s sometimes hard to get up
get dressed
need a strong cup of coffee
but too burnt out lately
trying to back-pack in basics
n not get too wasted
taste it
red dress all thin
it didnt phase me
once groomed but forever in bloom
I’m not sad today
cuz sipping tea whilst telling stories invigorates
yeh I’m good
holding my hot mug n middle finger up
And imma build a new backbone
one of my own
one made of Welshgirl and mancuan stone
recast a core with words
n gentle peaks
so I can drink tea
breathe deep
love whole
and speak ..& speak
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One about my mate
How can a girl with thick brown crocheted curls
big brown eyes
a smile so wide
delicately hold two nations hearts at the same time how has she got her soul instrument so right
She makes it intimate
in increments shes intricate
she lets it exist amongst us
So beautifully strung up
she’s infinite & How when the moon light bounces off her chest
it reflects back to earth
re energising both east & west How the first time I saw her
I was like oh wowwwwwwwwwwwwa
how she showed me she can navigate her style across hill-stricts
cast quick whit
Is fucking fit
And if she trips still lands
with heart strings so long
you can wrap yourself up in em to stay warm
How I’m Scared that that lines not mine
And if it’s imitated
I have channeled it in honour cuz it fits her here right
she’s innovative and facilitated it How a woman can be so soft n strong at the same time
how she’ll always belong
And if you ask her her opinion she won’t lie
she trusts herself
and that is what makes her so god dam divine
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