Lucy Duckett

"And so feeling real is a sensation that makes me want to live." fried egg sandwiches make me want to live. 

Reframe your thinking so that you can't think any more

Gone are the days where im not itchy

Soaked in sweat and eyelashes

My knees are scraped into 2 fold scraps

tarpine addiction and adrenalived in art

T ball blood offering on the spray painted grass

I meant to tell you she saw you live

You had a guitar and never looked up

At me or at her or even at your six toes

Pointed up at this sky between b and c

Because its not the same anymore

And thats what the man told me at the cuban sandwiched

shop between those lame clubs

They play abba man he's the real dancing queen

Moved to jersey he's back for an appointment

Between one and another

You know the one it takes up a whole block

Used to buy heroine on that block

Fell in love on that block