Where’s yours?

​For everyone wants a piece,

a piece of the sky they can call it own,

an arrangement of stars their own,

stolen from everyone’s eyes,

we take pictures,

no one else finds themselves in,

the perfect shade of blue,

perfect size of the part after the sleeves on a shirt,

buttons on the back not front!

with a little jam, a little cream, a little spicy, something to neutralise,

absolutely plain.

no serifs, sometimes,

the print is too big for that size,

too long for my height,


I won’t complete the diary entry,

unfinished, like Phoebe,


it never was,

I want my piece of the sky too,

Like yours 


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