late night essay writing stress relief. a load’a ole ballacks.

i guess there’s someone like you 
always, 
paraded at parties and made to feel
all arms and limbs, 
as if i’d never kissed them.
the collapse of your body
into the wallpaper, the pattern
of your laughing skin, all 
seems irrelevant now, 
as everyone is leaving and we
have no-one to 
perform our love to.

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  1. lucytakesphotos said: Tallie - I don’t think I’ve said this before, but honestly and most genuinely I really love reading your words.
  2. katzenfrau said: this is really lovely.
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