Monday 6 June 2011

sicked of june

these dreams are too much


coastal


night



you were walking blind in just your panties


you were cruel of the things you said to me



you were lost


for some perverse reason i slipped your panties off



naked


you kept shifting form




zombies appeared



i covered you with my hoody



guided you to your mothers home


you really wanted to be there





with her


you were in a desperate and confused state





then


i




awoke



frantic



dry



disorientated and upset

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