Childsplay Poem by Madrason .

Childsplay

We cheat at the heartbeat of the other
we cheat for naked feet
afraid that a minute might be numb
we cheat with numbers
counting our hopes
amounting
we cheat for the loss of an hour
we cheat because we feel sour
we cheat for lies taste sweet
for lack of imagination
or out of sheer frustration
we cheat for a nipple
a sip of wine
for our immaturity
longing for childish purity
we cheat. M

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Madrason .

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waalwijk netherlands
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