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Spaghetti knots

beautiful being, insidious interior

the following is a hollowing.


your hands

long to

belong to me

and shortly after

i will kiss you

for once

not tasting myself


feel all

fell fall


watch as the fires

of autumn

wilt in winter

with her


the book reviewer

wishes to write better

than the book

the critic

considers themselves


and i sit alone

convincing myself

i am okay alright fine

and not fully alone


the heart is the heaviest

thing when incomplete

and when broken

it thuds to the legs

stopping you from moving

to the light


i have been stuck

on building simple poetry


simple sticks

have built more

than i have been


i am as

i was which

i will remain

i even when

i don’t

About kacperniburski

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


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