18 december 2021
In Nostalgia
Dual to one another,
I became
a victim's faith.
Collapsing at
far side of the moon, before
I remembered ars poetica.
There was a motive
behind the question, in
between the teary answers.
It was not possible to find
peace, in verses, on the loud
lake at night.
Will ask myself
again, why not to set
the boat on fire?
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