Rivers of images of you

By espacioreal | elespacioreal | 1 Jan 2021

at certain hours your poetic world crushes me
and I am overwhelmed by your icons
locked in labyrinths or rivers of images of you
forced to love you or call me
to agree armies of my name
under your orders
to undo my vitreous humor like a storm cloud
like foot on hot sand
to climb buildings where to scream your name
untie it from my throat
and kill it in the wind

Poetry

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