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Spaghetti knots

moist air

i am convinced one day

these strangers will think

they know me

in their momentary, monumental dissatisfaction

that made me dilute here

in an attempt at concentration

that which connects us

which i believe

is no more than disconnection

and the time that has gone

before we realize it

and wish to tell someone

though we are alone

and alone in a familiar

fading we


you wave

and i think of how the ocean

connects the shores

with calmness and rolling ravenous and a hungry belly

from a depth that i can spend my whole life exploring

but still never know

one that i can spend my whole death decomposing into

but still know never

that only a tumbling crest understands

for it is


not afraid of the sand

but nonetheless destroying the earth

and us on it

even as we are far away

from one another

wondering if we were born

liquid wet sinking stinking

to swim or to drown

About kacperniburski

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


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