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Spaghetti knots

every everything

here again

in the small stop

of your loving

i am reminded that

this is a tiny end

just before you kiss me


it will not happen yet

there will be the happy years

the faulty focused years where i catch myself

in your thick warm arms

or in the mirror smiling what can only be look

before devastation

there that cocoon on my lips

look at the caterpillar of a tongue

consuming itself to become beauty


this is delayed destruction

this is the ultimate creation


to love to love to love

how could i have allowed myself

this hapless language so butchered so useless

so fitting for what else remains

now in that eventual second breath

where you go in again



to confirm that yes

it is true what you have

been told by the dry mouths of others

i am a bad kisser

but i am a good guy


for here again

i am

in the small stop

of your loving

trying to start again


above is from a book of poetry i’ve written, entitled “a mess of you everywhere inside of me“.

it is for you. it is about you. it will tell you how to be you again. get a copy here:

About kacperniburski

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