sommelier

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I will never be
the girl who keeps
a quick tongue
locked behind smirking red lips,
her canines ready to pierce
the throbbing hearts
of sweat drenched men.

swirl their blood
around her mouth
like cheap shiraz,
a goddess
would never swallow
a poor man’s lies.

she tastes
these complicated
and interlaced notes
of desire and desperation
like a true sommelier
of sleazy drunkards and
self purported ‘gentlemen’
different varieties
off the same vines (veins)
never quite good enough
to pair with her tannin-coated heart

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fragile selfish beings

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we are flesh
wanting flesh

walking sadness
searching for a similar
brand of pain-stained soul

so we can rub warm tears
into each other’s wounds
sanitise our weary hearts
under the light of these
indifferent, dying stars

hoping our battle scars
do not pull new blood
from strangers’ veins
but we do not care enough
to wait for the judgement
of the summer sun
let the casualties rest
in the dark

oh these fragile, selfish beings
that we are

oh these fragile, selfish beings
that we love

friday night – work

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11pm – 7am
(graveyard shift)

tonight,
my friends dance
under strobe lights
as I get drunk on alcosan
sanitising my heart
of the desire to be
anywhere but here

they cannot wait
for cute boys
chiselled by the shadows
of their flickering pocket screens
to objectify them
as I fight the urge
to down whatever poison
I’m pouring for the next guy
who can’t look up from his phone
for a fraction of a second
to humanise me

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long distance – 4614

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we are missing
and I no longer remember
where I misplaced us
perhaps our hearts
sunk to the bottom of the
Tasman sea when I moved
away from home?

I thought if I packed my bags
full of photos and love notes
I could make a scrapbook of
our story but I guess
scraps are just the meaningless
edges of what I clung onto
too tightly and torn too carelessly
and these tears cannot be mended
just wiped away.

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echo chamber: earth-sized & shell-shaped

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do you remember
when we were younger
and they told us
we could hear the ocean
if we held a sea shell to our ears
as if those lifeless husks
contained some echo of home?

as a naive & introverted child,
my brown spotted conch shell
became one of my most prized possessions
and I spent hours upon hours
at my auditory beach
close my eyes
so the waves
could drown out reality.

well it turns out
they lied to us
like they did about everything else
(faeries, santa, growing up)
and the sea-like sounds we heard
was just our surrounding environment
resonating within the cavity of the shell
I guess you cannot escape reality
only distort it temporarily
google tells me
it’s a cheap trick
replicable with an empty plastic cup
(by holding it up to your ear
or finishing the liquor inside)

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Faded Jeans

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me & my ‘faded’ jeans

jeans
faded jeans
have you ever wanted
a pair of authentic faded jeans?

but how many times
does denim have to hug your body
before they look like home?

how many ice cream stains
and sun rays and heart breaks
does it take my jeans to fade?
(after the thin layer of monotony is dusted off)

how many revolutions
around a washing machine
does it take my jeans to fade?
(after daily trips from A to B to B to A –
every day the same)

how many cups of detergent
and hours of vigorous scrubbing
does it take my jeans to fade?
(after forgettable encounters
that nobody cares to hear about)

I think I can pay $70
for some manufactured happiness
for some manufactured adventure
for some manufactured faded jeans
I shall put them on every morning,
to hide my weary & faded heart.

faux snow white

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image courtesy of: Viccolatte

knock-off snow white
vain and full of lies
don’t be so hasty
in calling me
the apple to your eye
because I am not the type
who needs you to survive

and I will always love
the idea of you
more than I love you
but if you say it first
I will always reply with
“I love you too”
(that’s what the mockingbirds
said I should do)

so mirror mirror
on the wall
who’s the most heartless
of them all?

but don’t despair
if you’re just looking for a good story
I can promise you this:
I may be a bad apple
but the first bite
will ooze a thick sticky happiness
that chokes and leaves you breathless
it’s a perfect nightmare
that a kiss cannot awaken you from

Entertainer Blogger Award (& thank you for 1k)

Hi everyone,

Sorry it has been so long, but I am back! In all honesty, I have been completely caught up in a whirlwind of university exams for the past month which has left me a hollow shell of a person, sans creative energy.

However, I am well into my summer holidays now and I am slowly getting back on my feet & will definitely be posting more regularly.

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not physically on my feet but filled w/ creative energy (borrowed from banksy) yes

Something exciting that has happened in my absence is that I managed to hit 1k followers which is absolutely incredible, thank you. This is the first numbers based milestone that I am celebrating and I am sending so much love to every single one of you who decided that my voice is something you want to listen to in this crazy world filled with too much noise.

To celebrate, I thought I would do something different and finally pass along the Entertainer Blogger Award which Alyssa nominated me for quite some time ago, sorry it has taken me so long to respond! 

Firstly, a little bit about Alyssa. For anyone who doesn’t follow her, I will say hand over heart that she is one of my favourite bloggers ever and you’re missing out. She has consistently entertained me with the letters she writes to her daughter, Lily June, in these universally applicable life lessons filled with tidbits of wisdom told with generous helpings of humour, self awareness and tied together with absolutely beautiful descriptions. Go check out her blog, I’ll wait here. 

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girl by the sea

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do you remember
the time you cried
as the midnight waves
washed away
her sea foam love
as I tried to drag
your listless body
back to shore?

do you remember
the time vodka and mistakes
ran through my veins
and I clung desperately onto
something, anything
to anchor myself
in this maelstrom of life
and you became
my false sense of security?

because I remember
when you told me
that you were starting to like
the girl who lives by the sea
shy, kind and sweet
salt-stained hair
and sunset cheeks
I guess I stopped listening
when you confessed
that you still yearned
for the mermaid
who didn’t stay,
and that’s when you became
my next mistake.

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