Monday, 17 June 2019

Arctic

A poem from 2019


Breaking up
It's hard to do
Yet some make it seem easy
As if nothing else matters than ego, I, me, myself
Splitting off
In search of a new thing
A play thing
This is not a warm heart
It's a cold, inner climate
A man, an island
A serial offender
A skeleton
A hole
A rip
A tear

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