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Spaghetti knots

After nothing

When there is nothing left

when the buildings bust

and the sky shutters

and the Universe is scattered

like ants without a queen

I would still have

had you

*

I cut under my eyes

to stop the tears

and to colour

a world so gray and dull

with a sight

so entirely mine

that it will only stop

when I do –

depends how deep

I dig

*

How could the world

be so boring

when I have been

born from excitement

and all the preamble

beforehand

and hands alike?

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