Between The Lines Poem by Iniduo Iniduo

Between The Lines



The event does not take place here
we do not commit, nor make a plan
it can be imagined in a virtual language

To that end, reach hands, we ask no questions
it is obvious in crisp blank lines

Buried in voiceless mouths
covered by earth from space
with fragments in between

There is no good advice
nobody knows why


To continue the line; for the time being

Sunday, July 1, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
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