Poems from peanutteeth
His tears used to hit me like a parliament
Or a Newport short
I don’t see those eyes anymore
I breath oxygen now
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The sound of sleeping alone
Sits next to the feeling of cold salt water
at the ball taking place in
The hippocampus
I cry too much now a...
Tonight he made me mad
By erasing documentation of our memories
So I turned some colors to black and white
And listened to a song my...
Late may and the sunlight has no meaning to me
My blood runs through my body as in winter
Hot
What is my soul without our love making
What...
Today I looked at some images of you that I took on film
And cried
they drew me into a cigarette
And a cup of tea
Never entirely free ...