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Spaghetti knots

Something said

The room was empty

while I sat in it

waiting for the future

to come

with my letters still in my pen

and my pen still in me

as I busied myself

with the dog barks

and the domestic savagery

of letting it out

because it was a wolf anyways

and I sat back down

saw the past present

in blankness and words I don’t quite have yet

but can recognize if only they came

like the wolf that pants drool and hair

onto me

though I still haven’t moved

and the room has disappeared

from view

and the beast brings a ball

shaped as a heart

that squeaks

as mine does

when the letter is written

in splotches and smudges

uhms and awes

and the furious scratching of a fiend

that attracts the wolf


tries to eat the paper

but spits it out

for the animal would

prefer meat

like yours


There’s much to say

but I will give some time

to think about all

lest I sound vague

and inchoate

and irreverent

for god has offered the chance

to create the creator

in his image

and there are mirrors to make

for myself

if only to see what it means

to divine

and then destroy

while meanwhile,

still think

only to find I have little to say

about what is wrong

in seeing myself

in inexpressible unity

with a thing

that is not the thing

like a tree

that sacrifices seeds

for sustenance

and nutrients

and for more seeds

that could eat it

one day

without a word said

About kacperniburski

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


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