Thursday, August 13, 2020

Canny.

 

it feels like we ate the same fucking food every day

for too long

then suddenly someone brought something we have forgotten

that

taste of youth

taste of childhood

taste of watermelon

and the necklace you can eat

taste of freedom

what we loved

but we were robbed of

no more, no more

long gone

now my cloak's off

do, 

go

in slow-mo.





















photo by: @liv.kaminska




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