The ParkIt's colder out than in, and the chill wind tugs at conversation. Pulls of smoke crust alveoli, crestled with frosty dew drops. The air tingles. A, shimmering, smog, crystallised in streetlight beams, lingers over the dull, gurgling river. Flowing locks of darkest Thames water lap, bright crested, upon the hulls of dull marine vessels, humming in the gloam.The Park
soliminaryinadvertent inanitysoliminary
whatever i do, i'm making a choice so why doesn't it feel like it? is it the abscence of passion? maybe, however inane my decision, if i had made it with gusto it would seem more real. instead its just safe obvious, unobnoxious and boring. but whats the alternative?
what if i gamble, or choose the least safe bet. what then? mild irk and tedium. cold tea. that's all life seems. that and hanging washing from lines with pegs; or on hangers on rails; or in doorways, so i duck my head and weave t
beddingThe city lights My way as i Go walkingbedding
Down alleys, Along backstreets, To places
I don’t know; And in its glow I feel safe.
But should i? The night is young And i alone
Am nothing But a lost moth In lamp light.
Still i go Without caring Or daring
To look back Over my shoulder. I wander.
Clouds ponder Overhead. Overheard Words signify
Thoughts i know I cannot grasp In context.
Is it me They whisper of? I d
BarnabyDear Eleanor,Barnaby
It’s been some time since I wrote you last. I’m sorry, I have been otherwise engaged with the dogs and their kennels, fixing up the barn, lagging, tiling and whatnot. The girls speak of you often. I think they really miss you. How are you? I hope you are well. I presume you have finished the kitchen now. I hope I will be able to see it one day before we are both gone. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t speak in such a way but it can’t be long now. I hope I’m wrong. I almost said or I hope that I go first but I couldn’t wish that on you. I don’t want to presume to know how you feel, or wou
Devious Journal Entry
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- melzy
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i need you so much closer...
gallery.
thanks for
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ou know what? I'M DEPRESSED AND BLAME ALL MY PROBLEMS ON EVERYONE ELSE!!!
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I know what a prince and lover ought to be.
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Communication is everything.
Convey what you mean, for uninvited coyness leads to catastrophe.
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