Tuesday 21st June

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NOTHING TO LOOSE:

A gold stud in the ear. Hands clasped around something hot & fast.
A rescue remedy for a quick start too early. Sunk eyes.

PROCESSION:

Oh the the boys in the their turned-up jeans, conceal affection,
touch fleetingly, radiant faces, gingham parade to a corner table,
smiling.

HEADS DOWN:

Fingers dance, skate across the faces of tiny machines purring in
the palms of hands. Vibrating symbiots, body-snatchers.

THE SILENCE WHEN YOU DIE:

But, in the meantime, lovers. No harm done this time.

Listening to The Necks

(K)

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