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#1 Queenofthecloudss


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Posted 18 June 2020 - 08:23 AM

I wrote this at some point when I should have been sleeping a couple of months ago. I'm not going to edit it, I just want to see other peoples note app writing dumps or scribbles. No editing and no judgement zone, also, no topic preference. Share some of your work if yah feel like it ^_^

Is that all you’re eating?

Aren’t you hungry?

You’re stomachs always growling. 

Just one more bite? 


The cashier smiles as she gives me my coffee, black, 

She slips a paper bag next to it, towards me. 

Oh, sorry, I didn’t order this. 

Too late now, she says, with a knowing smile. 


I walk down the street and think of how to dispose of the slice. 

Bin? Wasteful. 

Pigeons? Maybe it’s bad for them. 

The homeless lady sleeping behind the bus shelter? Why not. 


My knees knock each other at night. 

Painful, weirdly. 

I can’t sit in an unpaused chair.

My hips are a skateboard ramp, or a wave rising with each breath.


My hair thins just a little.

My skins cold to the touch. 

My nails blue, lanugo grew. 

Bruises dance across my skin in a flush. 


Why am I the way I am?

The less I eat, the less I know. 

Maybe I’ll never solve it. 

Doing this will stop me grow. 


I don’t want to face it.

Whatever’s darkening my mind. 

It won’t be solved if I can’t taste it. 

Euphoria from absence, till the lack makes me blind. 


Pass out on the street again.

No, no, no, I’m fine. 

Sleeping tablet to skip a meal again. 

Wash it down dangerously with wine. 


Painful palpitations?

Speeding them slowing the heart. 

My salvation!

Avoidance tactics down to an art. 

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