shush
shush
for ceri
you are a bundle of alphabet parts tangled
into pet-names unintelligible
infantile sweet talking in tongues
while you wash the dishes
you are words i have never met
words i can’t assign objects to
only the flavour of your skin to
or that strange brightness in your eyes that
i have never seen in another human living thing to
you are my strange vowels and consonants
secret passwords uttered in low tones in public
screamed while tearing around the new apartment
a tiny fresh country with ugly old curtains
a shire, a borough belonging to us
it’s sole two inhabitants speaking a language incomprehensible
to anyone outside of this
xx griff
(2 hours late, my apologies xx)
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