One Mind
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











