don't worry about me
churning dumpy dyspraxic dough
kneading needy lungs
and bleeding buttery bile
don't worry about me.
i will go at my own pace.
Tuesday, 22 January 2008
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my new year's resolution? write.
About Me
- Miss Ticket Stubs
- London
- An(other) Aussie in London who attends a wide sea of theatre, art, music and movies and wants to share the love (also because she keeps forgetting what she's seen!). She might even throw some travel reviews in too if you're lucky!
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- The Truth About Lies
- These are Words..."Sont les mots qui vont très bien ensemble"
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2 comments:
The title is perfect. I love your choice of words - dyspraxic? That's a first for me.
Kat
Thanks, Kat! It was one of those 3am poems that came to me. Glad I could tell you a new word too!
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