Broken Egg

A shell.

Engaged.

Engaged...



Occupied.



How can someone so vacant be occupied?









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Her.

Lastnight i dreamt of her for the first time.

Her face a ghost
a sheen
a filter
a veil.


She's invading my dreams as well as my waking thoughts

...she makes me sick with myself.

Makes me pull at my flab
tear at my face...
the comic ghoul that it is.



I think it was raining
I had a turtle shell of jewels but i was lain on my back, trying, struggling to flip over and show the world my colour... my worth...

She stood over me, smiling

Blue.

Dizzy little smiles
caccoons of joy

Eyes of light and colour

I am your dead leaf
I am brown, and crisp

I am ready

I want to be swept from you

From the floor at your feet
littered with the jewels of your past
Surrounded by blue
your cold blue sky
your everything

the vibrance

Let me tumble
let me shy away in the dark

let the storms come

Leaf.

do a dance
block
endless rivers and reams
and words

no rhymes

no rhythms

in the wet and the rain and the dark
just me



Placed

on the edge of your shelf
teetering on your cliff
clinging to your branch
your arms

me...
a leaf...


the wind


I don't want to fly alone

Sink.

this girl falls short
Like all heavy rocks

flung at the skies,
spun into the sea

plop

no skipping for me

No skimming
no dancing
no play

just a dunk and a splash

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