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The question on the hill.
My feet crushed the eucalyptus leaves. The smell of oil and tannins released into the bush. The fading sun was orange, the leaves echoed against the grey blue sky. Australian colours. I was down the pub earlier today. Damo came in talking about some big flying thing. My pint of bitters was on its last…
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Mythic Love
I hear his calls across the ocean His deep growl in every breeze Though I plant my sole beside his print He stays one big foot ahead of me Yet he once stood so bold He now retreats in isolation Until he’s ready I will wait Full of awe; my abomination Do you long for…
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Divorced Dad culture
The sausage sizzled in the pan, as the induction fan stirred above. I was carefully watching over them, rotating them at just the right time. I picked one up with my fingers and the fat dripped down onto my palm. Money for Nothing by Dire Straits was playing. There was a loaf of wonderwhite on…
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egg
An egg A womb, life giving So perfect is she, so sudden the relief That I am overwhelmed Coolness quenches the wretched heat behind my eyes My treacherous stomach, quelled My eyes are open A flash of light, of memory An inferno Spiralling skyward it rose and so up we marched Seven levels, each more…
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Yowku
Hit my head againDoona covers in a pileOff we goFelt yatagarasuOnigiri wrapped + backpackedBeatles on the tvMist + cloud + fog + rainCold, but it was a wet coldOnsen, wet hotNo one else can understand usThat’s okNo one else here
