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snug.

when we all know it, but the conventions keep us in check

By Sun BeePublished 4 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Ibrahim Rifath on Unsplash

since my heart is

free again

I hold on to this

feelin'

it's so cosy inside

only knowin'

that you are there

jammed

into your most

comfortable corner

cramp

ready to help

keepin' your

finger on the pulse

still

my fingers work incessantly

accordin'

to the procedures

avoidin' haywire

connections

on the way

shaped

by your previous experience;

where were you

before?

when I held my nose

too close

to the

ground

avoidin' to disclose

the awfullest concept I’ve ever had

about this world’s

other side

in a grey shade

where I am not

and you are

even though

it cost you

a while

contradictions

lined with lead

on our

way

into another state

of oblivion

and a small snug

separatin'

our gentle

energy

con…, air con, con… nections

tricked that way

into comfortably circumstanced

course of actions

in hand

-

August 2022

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About the Creator

Sun Bee

UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

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Crime Fiction: Love

Poetry: Friend

Psychology: Salvation

A real writer with real experience, not always understood.

Deeply rooted in humanity.

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    Written by Sun Bee