Wednesday, 30 January 2019

201

Atmosphere

Soon after having floated on air
am I sure of what I urgently need -
is to have a short, brief break,
a brief break from the fact
that you're too far away;
that some days it happens
that non-physical distance
would stand for as a breath of fresh air
for these burning lungs of mine,
absolutely fed up with the wait
for this ridiculuous time difference
to be somehow shortened
because of the unbearable lack of touches
because of the paralinguistic being scarce
because of the intanglible being none.

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