Tagged: hell

six shops deep into

six shops deep into
knick-knack hell, we could smell the
sea still beckoning –

when you say Savannah, i
am a bull in a china shop
.
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perhaps when we reach

you are a shiny

you are a shiny
new toy, a latest model
of something that is

all mine – there is no letting
go, ‘til hell freezes over
.
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