1625
5.164
12.vi.24
each so expert
at the body given
and
none to thank for that
notes towards double vision
bombs
fall
bullets
fly
it’s
to keep the borders
to
bring them with
I
saw the apartments of comfortable sleep
plumped
pillows of the ocean view
light
chuckle of a snore
I
knew
they
are choking so we may breathe
hearts
shattered keep us whole
to
keep the borders
a
kind of propriety
propinquity
they
are dismantled
the
villages
the
inner workings
that
we may build
we
are a power
coming
over their rubble
they
are the children of starvation
I
walked among the ruins of light
but
it was from a dream
I
wondered would anything bring us back
I saw myself at a desk in these words
run like a river on, away
saw you read
chin to touch, puzzled
weighing the words for their worth
saw myself gone
from the world
to nowhere
I had nowhere else to be
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