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Biogenic Dust

Rating: 5.0
we float freely unhindered by anyone,
only the air reaches our origin,
- a root of a gnawed mushroom and mould plant,
- a meat animal devoured by parasites claiming white fame,

despite existent poetic hunger haunted by virtual air,
all that brings us closer is the greed to smell each other's freedom, -

after glass wool walls (steklovata)
oil emissions enter our pores,
burn the eyeball, the words of a language,
other languages, cogitation, hesitation,
we survive in the form of particles,
biogenic dust,
finally,
free under the sun
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COMMENTS
Robert Murray Smith 18 March 2021
Freedom is being alive.
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M Asim Nehal 18 March 2021
A wonderful poem.5 ***
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M Asim Nehal 18 March 2021
This poem is emotion packed and deals with too many things, the death is ultimate to free ourselves from this body and live under the sun freely but without body the mind and imagination will not be there to write beautiful poems. The origin and source is foundation of this life.
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Thomas Case 17 March 2021
great phone
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