30 july 2023
Unmaking Love
Let it be. Your face
hidden between the
words.
Somebody starts
commiting suicide like
moth to the flame.
It was dark
when you become nothing―
in acoustic range.
I will not
interpret the butterfly's
meaningless dance.
Who believes in
one's own death,
to be born again like a
third person.
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