One Mind

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Tuesday, bin day

Polar bears sitting on moving ice caps

What would lettuce taste like in tomato soup?

Shut the fuck up, Toby

Good shoes, nice elbows, no gravitas

Pencil shavings

You laughed

Blood down the plughole

Nutella filled wafer, not from you

I have never looked at the bottom of my foot. I have two moles

He threw it away, again

Raindrops recoiling off tin cans

I should really change my sheets

Mustard coloured walls

Earwax is by far the worst taste, much worse than semen

Dwell within that Xbox

Wine for two?

Chin hairs grey like clouds

The light leaving your eyes 

                                 I don’t love him