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Johnny Cammish

Butterfly

Staring out the office window
at the office window across
a butterfly flit through
a small gap in the window
immediately regretting the decision
slamming against the glass
helpless
 
were i there i’d help but
i’m staring out the office window
at the office window across
helpless

Otras obras de Johnny Cammish...
Blossom

Blossom blew off the tree And there goes life I thought As I walked my dog and he limped… And tried to muster a small shower At every lamp post and tree
Mostly Legs

I miss your love, you press into me like you’re tryi… to be me lean so hard on me that I struggle… I’ll sit on the floor and hug you…
Caught

Beat your chest then Bellow and threaten Gnash your fearsome, Perfect teeth You, brute
Dulce et Decorum est Mori

Dulce et decorum est mori est Because at least that way it’s don… scattered ashes in the wind lodged in the soil, waving at worm… I couldn’t give a shit
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Candles

Flickering uncertainly but still certainly flickering our candle dripped we had trays of wax time and trauma saw to that
Shadows

It’s been said that I’d love a shadow If it smiled at me. I smile and agree: Talking to people
Clockwork

Time passes, And our each allocated space and s… relative to the rhythm of lives being lived alongside ours. Strength and sinews fade with sick…
Aluminium Cans

A strange thought in actuality two aluminium cans in a bin mass produced liquid in throw away… can somehow represent us, you and… filled with hope and yearning to b…
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The Woods

These scattered trees mean a lot t… And so often I think that here I’… Many years ago I sent a message Or two. On how I’d explore your f… Teenage fantasy written in bliss m…
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Chronos

I measure time By whom I love Spells and stints And long eras It all passes
Huddersfield

Soaked pebbles and tip toeing pede… Train stations, cold bricks and co… standing in the platform Smiling at beauty sometimes smilin… I’d read Nietzsche and Kafka and…
Blink

As I see her across the road, I want to call out ‘Wait!’ I dream of running after her, Of magically fixing things.
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Cupping

Ah! So now I take requests Apparently. You, sure and certain state the im… Of male genetalia in poetry!
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Gesticulation

Would a grand gesture change your… I endeavour to treat you kind, I dream of the love you will find, But do you even read of my agonies… Are you aware of my poor hidden ec…
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The Pursuit of Happiness

Happiness is an elusive beast it is best not to pursue it through foliage and fen You’ll never catch sight of it tha… Instead, wait in darkness and bait…
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