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Spaghetti knots

cadaver dave

with you

i sometimes think of i thoughtless


what will it be like to go where the gone goes

what will happen to the dreams unaccomplished

or conversations unfinished


where will the people who i only met once

in a dizzying array of sunflowers seen too little

and subways seen too much

find themselves among this fading ancient history

where will those more familiar rest

those who said that they must leave

with a self-love that is not selfish love


who will look after you then

who looked after me

with more than the love of self

who said in the shared language of silence

that this end is not the end

for there is more to this

than the pain of being alive kacper


learn it from me

with me

by me

know that you can

think more than just thoughts

do more than just the done


you have been given my whole

to unknow the unknown

my eyes to see fuller

my heart to understand your beats

and though i cannot hear like the heard

i am here now

so you can be elsewhere later

where i will be again

dressed in the soft hospital light

waving smiling

telling you once more

in a worn whisper

to think less thoughtlessly

About kacperniburski

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


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