Tuesday, 24 February 2026
Ully
When you waved ta ra,
kissed me here and there,
something died in my arms,
what you said still sticks,
love of peaches and stairs,
beaches pebbles insects,
a dog only pants so far,
gazes at your jumbled worlds,
chases bottles,tides,spars,
you're a pin that pricks,
squeezed red on my skirt,
like seepage an oil slicks,
forget your shiny cars,
you're nothing but a thirst,
besides my ocean roar,
continue your phoney tricks,
bet a dime keeps me here,
maybe have your kicks,
am not one you repair.
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