ANOTHER WOMAN.

Of course I still think about you,

the feel of you.

You can no longer capture loss.

Along the other side of my mind I travel fast-

Following a beat of voices.

The sweet scent of magnolias.

-

You remember our magnolia minds?

Its ok- I can no longer smell you either.

The loss makes it easier to remember.

An empty stomach dosing on a growth

of one flower.

to call itself

pure.

I found myself waking up

in bed

with a thousand humming birds by my side.

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s o c l o se.

What I want

Is to see you sleep

until everything hurts.

Again

What I cant have

until everything's gone.

s o f a r.

What I am

Is to be found in a bed

full of you.

Jaded lover

You are the morning

still asleep.

What I give

-

-

A golden womb

that gives birth

to everything

sleep needs.

Text by THE FEMALE ZOO

LOOSING WITH HER HANDS.

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PASSING THE NOTEBOOK IN BED.

We laid vertically hanged across the room.

Obsessive hands

masturbating one another

tied to the bed.

My breasts leaned across his body

Overpowering

the flavours of sex.

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WALKING BECAUSE ITS PURE OUTSIDE.

DRAPED IN BEAUTIFUL COLORS.

SHE ENTERED THE ROOM OF SPRING.

WITH BLACK AND GOLD LOCKS ACROSS HER HAIR.

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SPEAKING TO THE WALL.

My stomach-

I have been having these strong pains.

Causing me to loose weight with life.

My mouth only digests my words-

no human contact- no breathing.

All I can do is touch this nausea today.

THE FEMALE ZOO

REGARDLESS OF WHAT SHE SAYS.

How can it feel so wrong.