Author Archives: joberlowbo

About joberlowbo

A gypsy twitches and throws a needle to the sky. Stitching time and sewing sides, With laughter we dry our tears, Strangle our fears and confront the mirrors smears. Chocolate smudged cheeks. Skin on skin. Sketch pad. Memories fade and are replayed inaccurately and it is actually. Ok.

Virginity

VIRGINITY: She gave it to him, Not as it was, A jewel, stitched inside of her, A hidden treasure, That could have lay hidden forever, No, Instead she gave him the map, Pointed to all the clues encrypted, In fact … Continue reading

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I Gave It To You.

I gave it to you, Not as it was, A jewel, stitched inside me The first time my fathers eyes darted, Caught my mother.   Instead, I gave it to you, As though it were the only dusty penny I … Continue reading

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Come Close

It’s the third time he has left her in the wet patch. She feels embarrassed that rather than biting the pillow, she has been sucking the corner of the duvet. She looks to her right and smiles at where he … Continue reading

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Little Whisper

I feel different today. Maybe it is the ladder running down my leg and across my thigh. Maybe it is that I don’t care about the ladder because I know how accidents can happen and I don’t know how this … Continue reading

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Sickness

I feel sick and twisted And sorta confused I wanna run to near nowhere But I don’t think I can move I’ve got aches and bruises and I’m loosing my breath I feel empty but full and tight in my … Continue reading

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Recovering

You blew me out like I was birthday candles and you were six You were genuinely happy although it pains you to admit it And that’s cool Because you were moving on quick Had your fix and fucked right off … Continue reading

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Drinking

It’s a love-hate relationship See I love getting drunk but I hate getting pissed And for me the fundamental difference is Anything more than three pints of Guinness I like to finish at my limit, And leave with head held … Continue reading

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