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Spaghetti knots

shooting blanks

i can’t believe

so many people

are so content

to be so old

when i am so discontent

with my youth

and how quickly it goes

and how slow i am

to notice that i quickly

will notice slower


if there is

nothing to hold

onto in heaven

i imagine hugs

will be quite lonely

lonelier than the

death that grips

with dirt and wood

like a lover outside

in the park

skirt up

eyes up

me up

and in the stuff

and stuffings

of heaven,



give me me


and i will show you

me as i am me

witty and funny

and courageous enough

to talk to you

and show you i’m me

with wit and fun

until morning when

i have fizzled with the coming

sun that bakes your skin

and wakes you away

from me

like the dead

About kacperniburski

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


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