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No Choice
Hands against the wall
together face to face
trapped in a box
willing to breath each others same air
but suffocating
lips pressed together
sucking what we can
trees would be great
but there's no soil to grow them in here.
Even if we had it
We wouldn't be able to.
nice metaphore!
trees would be great
but there's no soil to grow them in here
lovely metaphor, lovely ....
Visual poet/ Libertine lost in a labyrinth of complexities, methaphors, searching for the essence/ Ink of life/ death to spell my syphilistic words on the page/ screen.
Thank you !
Thank you !
Remember that you're waking up to daylight tomorrow, and that's something beautiful.....