Keep Your Distance Poem by Madrason .

Keep Your Distance



Here from my prison-window
I'm sucked into TFT
I'm shitting and I'm peeing
my same old melody
I cannot go to Paris
and I can't see Berlin
virtually I can see anything
and if I go for shopping
for a moment I think ‘I am king'
before the very shocking
annoying old one screams
"150.. keep your distance"
I felt like Che Guevara
just thrown into resistance! M

Thursday, April 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: madness
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covid-19
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Madrason .

Madrason .

waalwijk netherlands
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