13 september 2023
Glorification
I see dark lines
under your eyes. Something
was amiss.
Tears had dried
up. One does not get
even the longing.
To find the missing
letter to tell the desire.
Will you follow me?
Absurd hyphens increase.
Do you get some serenity
from bloodberries?
Cannot hold on―
my lovely rags. Words talk,
hello the pain.
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