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1.They buried him on a Saturday
2.
Chin up, they say,
The world keeps turning, but
she can't fucking see it,
not from here with
half a pack of Dunhill ash
floating
in her lungs so she
lets the
nicotine talk
3.
little baby
small and warm
ill always shield you
from the storm
4.
the religious nuts shout
MURDER
but she'd much rather
be a monster than
bring another child into
this cruel
broken
world
5.
she presses her lips against
his and mouths
those
three
words
just tonight, just
once
she holds his hand and
pretends
6.
city is a machine
master class on the
engineering of loneliness
7.
from middle suburbia
the glow of inner city burns
low on the horizon, just out of sight
behind the beeline of
one-story flats holding
other people's dreams
a boy sits on the street
nd as the midnight train
breaks the silence of nighttime
he imagines briefly
the world ending
light pollution is hell
for astronomers
8.
come home
please
its cold outside
9.
a french country girl
draws her heart in ink
and mails it a soldier
two weeks later she gets
an unopened envelope stamped
RETURN TO SENDER
10.
we walked by a shop that sold
coffins for babies
three perfect rows of
tiny little coffins
each one holding a story about
a mother who no longer
believes in God
11.
he turns up two hours early
and can't find the entrance
somehow this is enough to warrant
a small existential crisis
maybe it just reminds me of sex
12.
crying in public under
lights spasm and
break she thinks oh
little me, if you
could see you now it
would break your little heart
14. stop
it just stp i
cant tell
cna
cant dont i dont
cant tell you i
wont
nothing is okay
15.
at the end of it he asked
Did you ever feel anything?
and she answered
No
and he believed her
since then he's surrounded
himself with
beautiful women, none of whom
want him
16.
throws fists at railings
just to feel what its like to
hurt again by
tomorro w you wont
be anything more than
the bruises on my knuckles
17.
its late now and we're low on gas
but its still another
sixty miles
before Okay Again
18.
this isnt my time its
our time
those timetaking moments
that knock you off your time,
those are the times tht
time out in your time
our time starts and ends
now and then and forever
our time started when you kissed
me for the first time and
it ended when you
didnt
19.
he looked at her then
and his eyes were so cold she
thought he was a shark
20. it
was cancer that did her, not
the drinking, and
in her deathbed speech
she regretted only
that she didn't fuck
all the boys who really loved her
a list of names that
all things considered
wasn't very long at all
21.
down by the beach
a pair of corpses
wash up to shore
from here they could be
anyone
22.
glass hearts break like promises
and bleed
and bleed
and bleed
and bleed
and bleed
and bleed
and bleed
and bleed
and bleed
