She looked round the room

Cucumber or banana?

Hungry or horny?

“Join me for a drink

We will celebrate our breasts

Explore my throat depth”

I love having fish

even Gobby, with the fin

thats wonky, he’s great.

The other is ill,

watching him struggle, it hurts

please dont die, Big Guy.

all i want is wine,

and to lie in the sun with,

the people i love.

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the suns rays shine down,

they sizzle our skin and dry mouthes,

“bitch, where the wine at?”

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now for some crackers,

plenty of butter and cheese,

tasty down my throat.

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speaking of my throat,

its lacking a certain dicks,

presence. I miss you.

up, down, up, down, up,

love is such a funny thing,

works out in the end.

eyes burning slowly

heart beating gently, eyes close

drifting to dream land

drunk, mum dyed my hair,

tea and cake, shared with sylvie,

lots of weird feelings.

making a new friend,

is always nice when they are,

cool, oh dear london. 

cramps tearing me up,

warmth from hot water bottle,

stops me breaking down.

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french cousins are here,

went bowling, I came second,

“nique ta mere,” I said

screen printed in class,

another purchase of my,

money hoes and clothes.

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Im excited but ,

I miss my baby so much,

I just want a hug.

Weekend Haikus

it was innocent,

our genitals didnt touch,

it was only love,

we kissed a whole lot,

massaged whilst smoking a spliff,

and went to the tate,

snotted on his top,

said he wants me forever,

enjoyed a pub lunch,

we cuddled in bed,

we talked about our future,

things will be ok.

there’s no doubt boys suck,

just less, momentarily,

then back to sucking

inconsiderate!

my phones gone psychedelic,

and i feel let down

what would happen if,

i were to just run away

take a bag and leave?