LYDiA

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Letters you'll never see Poetry

5pm has gone,

now your a 5am carry on, 

you won’t stop calling, up his phone,

you realise he’s not alone?

what’s wrong?

×

Lydia, for months I couldn’t get rid of yeh!

You sat on grass verges begging for love

passing out on paracetamol

dreaming, wondering, where all the love has gone..

*

it’s summer,

your taking over,

like ivy to a neighbours fence.

holding on,

you said you needed closure,

so I told him to go over,

your flesh is on exposure,

oh Lydia,

what’s wrong now?

*

I can tell as a witness,

men objectify you,

you didn’t

need

extra

parts

sticking on.

you were already beautiful.

*

….every Propaganda Wednesday night

you stumbled.

you know my relationship was about to fall apart.

crumble.

smoking dirty splifs in Person Park

how

wonderful

I just wanted to

be apart

hows that

criminal?

*

Lydia,

You invited yourself…

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