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A tinge of sickening sweetness..

Must be someone else

Cormoran Lee
2 min readSep 3, 2021

Inspired greatly by Elbow — Any Day Now/Powder Blue/Newborn

Drums bassing, guitar tuning, vocal-cords reversing:
Timelines and unmatching tales, new ability to triple-check facts.
Pounding outside the gate of thought, breaks.
Emotions licking a microphone like oreo-cookie-vanilla ice cream.
Backward marathon.

Tracing the scars
Pulling the blinds
Now unkiss me
And play our song
Taste the tears
Bitter lemon seeds
Unhurt my feelings

Bring my minute back,
I’ll share it all with you.

What’s got into me?
Can’t believe myself.
Must be someone else.

Monday 2018 January
Afternoon Halogen lights
Me and him
Sir Narcissus Poeticus
White rob
Stethoscope

You’re about to die
Go home!

Are you…?
Go home,
Now!

Thursday 2019 May
Everything is the same
Blood on white rob
Pink lips
Purple teeth
Red eyes

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Cormoran Lee
Cormoran Lee

Written by Cormoran Lee

I pour my heart involuntarily into words, since I found that writing is the ultimate solution for a nightmarish sailing journey. I can still connect with you :)

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