Tag: wasted

• The Woman in the Mirror

  A woman in the mirror A man in the clouds A silent ballet, a circus with clowns She’s tired and honest She’s bargaining with herself He’s away and sane He’s working on himself The woman in the mirror Loves the man in the clouds too much -emc

  Erinclancy

  March 10, 2022

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• Breakfast

  Drought, in the shape of new sadness and chapped lips lost in green eyes. Wave by wave, a garden grew green vanquished me a new love to be seen Storms, hurricanes mud so thick flowers drowned, seeds washed away. Desolate, nothingness agony without you agony with you to understand it is to feel it Devour…

  Erinclancy

  March 3, 2022

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• Wasted

  You wanna get high? Inhale the smoke you found in me in June periwinkle and green clouds of twilight. Shimmering in the sunlight I’m the drug you don’t want to become addicted to but your body says different. You wanna get high? With the taste on my lips of your favorite whiskey wasted wondering why…

  Erinclancy

  December 21, 2021

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  art, birdcage, blog, creative writing, delicate, desire, love, oak, poem, poetry, wasted