Em 1 Poem by RIC BASTASA
Em 1
i am within your confines
arms, your arms around my
body, my arms around your
body too
sort of tight, too tight,
not comfort but shockingly
tight, that both of us
want to be free, or we
die, in the tightness of the
arms and the mandates of
the law, mockingly tight
irreversibly choking us
this tight, rope like and
apelike, not homelike anymore.
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