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Spaghetti knots

Breathing underwater with your mouth open

My swimming instructor

drowned, leaving me

stranded and wondering

what technique

I had spent perfecting

would make

me sink.

*

A beginning poet will always write

about love.

An experienced poet will always write

about lost love.

And a poet at the last lines of their life will always write

about the love that made them lost.

*

What are poems

except paragraphs of Swiss cheese

and a prescription of lactose intolerance

to the world?

For no matter the milk that pusses

from fingered utterances,

there are no poems in suffering;

only suffering in poems.

About kacperniburski

I am searching for something in between the letters. Follow my wordpress or my IG (@_kenkan)

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