Sylvie Hill

Paris via California I don’t forget you once said ‘yes’ to a train to Paris for lunch. I went to San Francisco instead. Because the bed in the flat wasn’t going to be big enough? I sure as fuck wasn’t making a choice to ‘be’ with the other one! I don’t forget that when I […]

You Think I Give A Fuck?* So you had yourself a good cry Over the fact you thought I lied About liking you, you had no idea about him He’s just a figment I couldn’t play if I tried. So you cut us off for good Been 8 years now and figured you should Fuck […]

APPALLED I was appalled. Fine, fair enough even if I was the one that started a conversation about that stuff. It was my lack of a sex life I was allowed to talk about. I was the one that started divulging how I was begging for it and gagging for it in a relationship that […]

Camberwell. Take me down to Camberwell where once they cured the ill. By the pond in South London where they took the ones unwell. Sit beside me in the grass if it be dry or damp by rain. Hold my hand and promise me a silence and one refrain. Take me down to Camberwell where […]

BABY, CAN YOU PLAY THIS? Lately, I’ve been waiting a lot to know if you know how to play this. If you know that what you’re doing is the best way to get this. I point here. Here. And, here. Lately, I’ve been thinking you know exactly what you’re doing. You stay far away from […]

Bored, Red Let not your position be anything but still, on the couch, eating pistachios. For me, and you were always doing for me, you were do not move a fucking muscle. Don’t write direct. Just leave signs on the Internet. – red – or send nothing but a sharp line about as stark as […]

HOLD THE FORT What the hell are you doing here? I’ve seen your legs on horses. I know the shape of your calves and most of all I’ve seen your manly feet in photos enough to know that’s them there touching me, oh no you don’t! The hair on your legs and the warmth of […]

In The End, This… “I don’t tell you about my sexual exploits when I was then, so what makes you think I want to hear about yours?” he shot back, and I raised my brows, turned down the corners of my mouth, grunted and figured — ‘good point’. But why the fuck should he care? […]

DOWNRIGHT MY’IRONIC I thought it was funny how I taught you to talk like the other guy. I said “you’re too nice” and helped you talk like the other guy. You nailed it. Talking like the other guy. I was loving it. You talking like the other guy. You got asshole and mean-like just like […]

All These Nights All these nights they come in And the eyes are open wide And she sees the guys coming All night long And the signs, she sees them Hearts are open wild And he never calls it; He’s always Ho-Hum Yeah the times they rush in And the blood it flows in And […]