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Spaghetti knots

Maple syrup that isn’t sweet


sun on blank


tells the best


ever written


All thoughts

are those of others,

which leaves you


who thought about


or is that just a thought

you were told to think

by me,

an other


A dog wretches

while I carve your name

into the bark of a tree

with a knife I never expected

I’d have to fight so hard

to use on you

and that elastic skin


About kacperniburski

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


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