Friday, March 4, 2011


(I ran round the reservoir listening to Young Blood by The Naked and Famous, and found release)

Young Blood

I woke up listening to you.
You screamed to me about my in between’s

Young blood you called it.
One day I’ll fall in love again.

Till then-
            I’m left to stretch my arms.
            Looking to the sky’s open arms

Frost covers my fingertips
Links to roses and your lips

The sugar cold wrapped round flesh
RUN into the stretch

The land is over swept-
            Silver spokes
            The frost looks like sweet glass, 
            I want to eat

Just as the sun arrives,
            It warms the earth and then it bleeds

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