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Spaghetti knots

a little title

she was a poem

and a poet

and all of poetry

though it was unspoken words

when she kissed me

*

i am poor

which makes me pour

wasteful water

and less bits

of i i i

*

i have felt too much now

to feel so little about then

but i cannot help it

for i have been so helped

by can

*

eventually

broken and bruised

you will be the love

that made you

unmade

*

little by little

she kissed me

into the world where we go

with our eyes closed

but still see so

much

About kacperniburski

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

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  1. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    MINIMAL BUT INTENSE…SPARENESS SPRINGING FORTH…WITHOUT LACE CURTAINS—A RUSHING WIND!!!!

    Posted by Jonathan Caswell | August 24, 2016, 6:11 pm

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