I met Fate in the woods,
"Fancy seeing you here," I said
"Oh, please," she replied, "This was meant to be."
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Stood alone at the dance floor’s edge.
Exposed skin glinting wicked silver,
jewellery worn like protective armour,
bare feet firmly planted on checked tiles,
donning a defensive stance.
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The oranges in the bowl have moulded over,
fending off the cold from the cracked window.
Flies kiss them gently, as they age and carve out
weathered wrinkles forming on their backs.
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Entwined with each other
Lying in the silence of the night,
Your Vernier caliper
My coffee mug,
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I’ve noticed I only get nostalgic when I’m lonely.
Even with the life I’ve left behind me, there’s something
that I’m missing, like the trinkets that spilled out of the
overpacked trunk of the car in front of us on the way to Ohio;
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