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stench of seaweed in her eyes by ~Myrrhiam
This Was The Year +This Was The Year by `queenhrosie
This was the year of finding yourself
in a meaningless heap, when you meant
to just find yourself. You know,
go skydiving or
learn Italian. But instead, there was
the weekend abyss of drinking,
the girl's open mouths, the speaking
to your own face in the bathroom
mirror. This was supposed to be the year
to find all things that had been missing:
a love soundtrack to your beautiful
love life, a riverbed, a place to sit,
a thing that keeps your eyes still.
Instead, there was multiple
surgeries to your old hands and
legs. There was no love or even
a bird to abuse in the name
of lov
for the drunks there's a sensefor the drunks by ~oldest-boy
of wealth
in me,
not one
that comes
from checking
bank statements,
or balancing
a check book,
but more
or less
a contrast
to the
spiritual
bankruptcy
of my
past,
I remember
sitting filthy
in self pity
on the stairs
of a church,
drinking beer
hotter
than
piss
from a
dirty
styrofoam
cup
fresh
from the
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Vhat happened to ze writingz? 
Duuuuuuuude! What have you been up to? Have you moved house yet? Me wants your new address!! 
I finish assessments on Tuesday the 8th June, so I will should be able to send it your ways afterwards. But it's good to know your move went okay and that there's a big kitchen (big kitchens = big cookups 
). 
