Jess White Poems

I have this box
filled with a muddle of objects
from people I’ve met or places I’ve been
Sometimes I open my box to let people
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I thought you hated me
You made me wish I'd never been planted
and in moments of wind and rain
I wished that you'd cut me down
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Im dreaming im floating down the Yangtze
Intertwined with my past
and reaching out to catch my future
The banks of the river are plagued by beautiful orchards
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I lie in a new bed awake
In the realisation that I have remained faithful to only one other
For a quarter of my life.
But tonight I crave this new bodily warmth and
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