zaterdag 25 augustus 2012
MOMENTS AFTER THE GUESTS LEFT
What would happen if I would fit in the world around me?
Would I feel naked and bare with ironed out discrepancies?
Would words come in unmangled?
While my soul is being untangled
Would I bring the house down?
Me behind a curtain with an unsubdued frown
Would I take part in the orgy of existence?
Swim against the stream?
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