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Days

schizoaffective saint wonders
”have you ever
woke up from a blackout
with perfect skin?”
I write poems
so I can understand
something impossible
for you the days
were sheets of paper
drawn from your calendar
for me they were a sea
of turbulent voices
I was lost in my abstract paintings
of impossible flowers
coming alive infront of my eyes
even though my inner-vision
was Nirvana dark
I fell in love with a normal person
the only way a thing could ever be




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Publicerad 2023-03-03 20:54



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