The Nacreous Oughts

27 January 2005


You should know

I want you to

that I've always been

the wind here goes

in the middle of nights
I clutch at his
hushful body

it is here

Branches break

and the tide falls out
miles away

kiss kiss

like the europeans

(don't you mean The Gays?)

You know I've
never said
that before."

Emma Barnes

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