360*tree

take my hand and climb with me…

one hundred and sixty two degrees ‘oh pain, pain, pain…’

True Love Is Not Nice ~ Jonathan Richman

one hundred and sixty two

Another, migraine. Splitting, pain. Spins, on back. Too, many. Memories. Anaemic ghosts, rising. Hungry. To bleed, the living. Again.

*

i need

you

like i

need

a hole

in the head

*

Brings up hurt from when you were five years old…

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2 comments on “one hundred and sixty two degrees ‘oh pain, pain, pain…’

  1. beatthemtodeathwiththeirownshoes
    March 12, 2013

    😦 The new moon should set you free. 🙂

    • circulartree
      March 17, 2013

      Thank you John… how portentous your words (and the new moon) were. With love and burgeoning freedom, Bx

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