cultura, poesia, con un po 'di irriverenza


like everyone else
my mom and dad
they met accidentally
to make an accidental me

I want to breath into your mouth
a real sense of security
where blankets are friends
not reminders of evermore misery

in turn you give me a story
not a luckless personal history
or a bleak tired future
but where…

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