Lines

2. října 2018 v 16:33 |  Střípky mojí duše
My life is like a line
Runs and will never stop
With no ending and no start
My life is whole lined up

Lines
Which I walk over the deeps of death
Lines
To which I offer my last breath
Are less and less stable

Lines
Which I straighten with credit card
Lines
Which I draw in my skin with a shard
Are more and more common

Lines
Of my poetry on a blinking screen
Lines
Under eyes hidden not to be seen
Are darker and darker

My life is whole lined up
But I feel blanker and blanker
 

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