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Spaghetti knots

never forever

the following is the word to describe a cookie when it is already chewed, salivated, and lobbed in your throat, blocking the word.


we are


we are


we are


we are


we are


we are



we are we

not much longer


my parents made me

how poor they did

i was broken blood vessels

and wet hair



i reinvented myself

after reinventing reinvention

and the i’s inside


now my parents say

they can no longer see the person they raised

but that is because

i made me me


to raise higher

to fly

to love

to join the infinite night

that made two stretch themselves

into another until another


will say one day

what have you made me


i have already

written the saddest lines


but they were made sadder yet

for no one read them


and soon

even i forgot what i had said

About kacperniburski

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


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