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Read MoreFrozen are the arms of anticipation how quickly does ice turn into rust? Please tell me that your eyes are pearls anchored to every tanker ever sunk, my horizon is becoming narrower in the wake of every day Just returned from the coast and how the...
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so kind brenda, thank you x
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Rob, your poem is like a fever dream. I was instantly gripped by the desperate longing and brutal cynicism, and I loved the image of the Autumn chill being “chloroform to every dream buried under sand.” The sudden “Fox News” line completely took me off guard, but I found its cynical, real-world punch hilarious amidst the rawness. It’s a relentless plea – a cinematic scramble toward desire. Unforgettable.
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Slip inside my dreams Roma and place cinema scripts upon my skin. I could Sunday scribble a thousand words, but in the interest of public decency, I won’t
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Julie and
Kelly Scheppers are now friends
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Damian DeadLove and
Kelly Scheppers are now friends
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Julie and
Chris Twyford are now friends
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Read MoreGood morning midnight, leave my dreams unopened in the ashtray I still feel like a thief Waiting for the moon to bleed Some nights simply swell the lungs inhale pairs of open legs and death’s apostrophe, fearful to exhale for desire can choke and the last comma is...
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Good morning, midnight. I felt the pulse of your poem in my chest, lungs swelling with fear and desire, words draping around me like sirens and streetlights. Each line carried me through a fevered promenade of longing, loss, and muted poetry. “The last comma is so close to coma” – that line stayed with me, a sharp, exquisite ache.
The collab <3
Ghosteen, It's always a pleasure to read your poetry.
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At the risk of repetition, where the fuck have you come from? Those from DUP know the last few years have been terminally cruel. But there is no self-indulgence or self-pity from me. Congratulations, you are now a poetry citizen of my beloved Wales! No need for passports, just leave your neck exposed, so every welcome can be a love bite.
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hello dearest Rob wowee that’s quite a write I loved the ending ❤️