Monday, February 5, 2018

Today i fly over the sea too loose newfound ground
two nights high brow oversees the tear in my eye
eyes tear space apart
the sun that slapped me on one cheek has torn another face
the moon lost faze
my gaze is blazing through the sea still still
i have arived to see my past alive
my mother waits me at the door to hug her sagging shoulders
i have arrived to other self stowed frozen safely on the shelve of her refrigerator
i've got it minus future
collect the dots to trace the constellation

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