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Tea drenched conversations from your Aztec print lips see the world in black and white while sitting on the steps of old houses in narrow lanes over checkered games of chess Calibrations, calculations in cardboard silhouettes of skyscrapers…

red and violet when Sun and Horizon met an apocalypse…

The drunk night Zigzagged the Ferrari Through silver avenues To the gates of his castle Praying that he would Crash into a bed of roses Instead of a bed of dreams. Little did he know that The bed of roses he hit Was a bed of dreams to be….

You said it with finality as though unlike sticks and stones words couldn’t break parts of me it couldn’t smear ink on letters you didn’t want read as though the statement wouldn’t code in an infinite loop of questions tiring synapses till…

I don’t know when being frank and being nice stopped going hand in hand and one started compromising for the other….

Sun tainted mildew and mottled midnight mist- companions as the clock struck two. Through half-closed eyes a world view two dimensions deep blurred out the lone owl and the flock of thoughts whose shadows painted the window pane. An inch…

Merry-go-round walks Maneuvering through crowds Losing sight of the distance And sometimes of each other Feeling fingers Slip into mine Like a rock solid conscience Thanks for being there…

Stamp on it, l’ll be fine, Just a speed-bump on your way to hell, Ambition is for the divine, That’s just how you sell Your sob story and corrupt core. Drunken nights, churlish cries, Stable thoughts, wayward walks, Smoked up despair, twice or…

I’m on an aeroplane Travelling home to you I missed you, you know that, And maybe you missed me too? I stare out of the window, Trying to look up high, I can only see a couple Stars in the midnight sky. But there are no clouds in sight, So…

Imagine, if the world were flat, Goodbyes would be so much harder to say With you going off in one direction And with us going the other way. Imagine, the passing of many moons, You would walk ahead, all the world your stage, I would be walking…