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Spaghetti knots

justice for just us

tears wiping away

a face

from me

with eyes fixed on

wherever it is

nothingness fits into

a room


or just

between us


the problem with poetry

is that it has no solutions

and this ambiguity

produces more poems


whether you

ask how you are

answers who you are


maybe possibly someday

i will remember


absolutely certainly always

you will not


chopped liver


chipped lover

in our end

it is still




About kacperniburski

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


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