a relationship to be real
usually is taken as a two-way
street, or two hands holding
tight along the road of life
but it can be more than that.
envision an end, how an end
ends itself at the end?
two hands slapping each
other? no way.
it must be
ready with an entrance and
an exit, a fire escape, and
some firemen to put off
a conflagration
but if there are none
what then?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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