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Victoria Hamilton

The Spectre. Come home. The phone line’s no use. It cracks and simmers At fired souls And open hearts. It sucks meaning from words And love from our chests like Black holes in deep space, Or a lifeless embrace, And … Continue reading

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Victoria Hamilton

The Wait. Long minutes and days. Fingers twitch buttons, Willing his want through Wires and ethers. Like black broken tape, Hands climb up breast bones And pale legs entwine. Thumbs smear wet lips as Gasps and words linger In tortured mind’s … Continue reading

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Victoria Hamilton

Match Day. Left right I march. Feet blistered raw, Men stagger wounded by beer and rain. I tire of sly interrogations And find high ground. From graves I see This city’s sprawl, Great fortresses to the East and South, Roads … Continue reading

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