7 december 2021
Earthenwares
You cannot bisect
the darkness,
in this unreal world.
A silent pause in words
ups the rejection. You
go out of your mind.
A shadow fear,
follows you in corridor
of light. You become friendless.
Amnesty comes in
way, to dismantle the truth
of kill, without blood.
Don't chase the columns
of light or beautiful
orbs, in intense winds of black hole.
It swallows you
whole, when you want
to touch them.
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