ix

my mouth, a black hole
where nothing escapes
and my eyes, a white hole
where everything escapes
because you took the ability of
escaping and not escaping
and existing while not existing
every contradiction becomes one

you escaped; i couldn’t

©2017, Quiyet Brul

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