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Spaghetti knots

a little lithe

i suppose i

am looking for love

that doesn’t look for love

or suppositions

*

i have seen you

only in poetry

 

broken

 

reread

 

unhuman

again

*

you will die

in gas and

gasps and

gaps

 

but before

breathe

back

breath

from all those

who have exhausted

and expired already

and unready

*

against conspiring cups

and sinks drunk from the fall

i am nothing but a clog

that originated from stumbling

awkward feet

walking away from you

and my shadow

that held on to the hem

your nose

with nails uncut

from darkness fearful

of the lightness of

you

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About kacperniburski

I am searching for something in between the letters.

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