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Spaghetti knots

A lifebuoy made from rocks

to live,

let summer seep,

sit by a talkative stream,

listen to how the day passes

in long yawns

alongside you

only to return without you

like the rocks

whose screams are mistaken for quiet joy

while they drown under the current

and your reflection


The world was made

for summertime

and the birds and bees

that burrow under

a dress

made from milk and honey

that could sustain a life,

or maybe two

if the dress is raised high enough


I wake and

brush my teeth and

shit and

shower and

towel off wondering

did I miss anything

or is this it?

About kacperniburski

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


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