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Spaghetti knots

i don’t know where to put my feet because these are ancestral lands and the colonial system privileges happiness over real issues and clapping is a distraction and the clap is a real issue too that is as old as i don’t know

a good poet try

but you better be the better you

instead of talking about politics

love loss oppression insecurity refugees brutality unforgiving

wait, await


wind up

dance a little

for both meanings are true here:

nothing lasts

no matter how badly i tried

to go to the place where things are forgot

to bring you back with me

still talking about those things that mattered to matter

like us and those things that still are talked about

when i was happy

and you were happier

and those after

we hope

are happiest of all

saying nothing at all

feeling the wind dance poetry

with skirts getting caught in the music

without the worn wearer noting no thing

for good wasn’t so great

and better can actually be worse than then

About kacperniburski

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


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