chloe young Poems

i tried to stop your calcium intake so that you would never grow
i wanted you to shrink so that i could keep you in my pocket
and you could gnaw through the fabric and plunge onto my toes.
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i wish i could swim the pacific ocean and back.

and when i came back to sit in front of a burning burning fire
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inhaling the ocean breeze and feeling it empty my lungs makes me feel completely intact

i can taste the salt in its entirety on my tongue and i try to scrape it all off with my front teeth
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i wake up and i think of you
and i look out of my window
it is grey and the lights stopped
glittering a long time ago
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i can see the muscles strain on your
back when you lay alongside me, they
look like rib cages and i lay there too
and envisage that when you sleep i could
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i feel choked by my words,
they are swelling inside my skull
and they are lathering me in sentiment and folly.
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i have been told one million times that
love conquers all but it seems the coordinates
of my existence have never been found or
voyaged too. i thought i had found my destination
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grief struck me like a lightning bolt
the anguish thundered in my gut, tasting the
sting of it's acid decimating my throat
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sometimes i wish my brain was a buzzer
and when the bleakness penetrates it,
there would be a massive noise piercing
directly through my ear hole,
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If i could have your arms as a pillow, i would bring it everywhere, even on the bus. I would wrap it around me if i was cold. I would put half of it on my shoulders if i was at the cinema. I would put them behind me if i was looking at the sea, and make it squeeze around my
stomach until i felt you in my bellybutton.

I want to be a fish gliding through your veins, come out of your mouth and kiss every millimetre of your lips.
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