#324 (complete)

What if

every time

you write a line

blowing

your very essence

into the Aether

another poet was doing

exactly the same

and the piece you lost

willingly

giving it away

is coming back to you

in different size,

colour or shape

maybe but still you’d remain

complete

 

© Matthias Geh, 14th June 2018

 

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