Excessive Explosive Exposure
Patchwork City
When I traipse through it
I see dissimilar realities
Woven from disparate
Lives
Which I happened to collect
In my head
In different order depending on the day
And the type of magic circulating
In the air
Then
I write
About environs imitating that
Real life
Yet there is nothing like that
Because each of us
Has a specific reality in its own minds
Converging with each other
On the same road
Where I usually play on
The fifth wheel
Whilst the rest are skilled
In closing and opening doors
Of their vehicles
Vigorously
Vibrating in the vicinity
Where my heart lies
Because this is my home now
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September 2021
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Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
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Poetry: Friend
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