My cousin Jack,
Wild child,
Looked like Twiggy in her teens,
Gave her coat to a stranger once
Because they said they liked it.
And so when she went missing,
My mother kept repeating,
She hasn't got a coat,
she hasn't even got a coat.
She left without a coat upon her back.
Jack, why did you do that,
Please come back.
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Together in the dark cinema,
They eye the neon EXIT signs.
Holding hands throughout the film,
Squeezing hard at scary parts,
They share each other's fears.
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Everyone wants to die sometimes, she said, buttering her toast.
Not me, I said, because sometimes, you have to lie.
Why ???? !
Because life's shit then you die, came her sharp reply,
Then turned her gaze directly upon me,
So I began to cry.
All originally written for #satsplat
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