Self Mock

lenochka

Self-creating-
I turned the faucet all
the way
convinced,
the water
is milk
and wine.
Flooded the house
ran out
I walk thinking
taste of milk and wine
tonight
all soaked.
On the street
permeates the wind of insensible mock
reality
and I
run back.

  • Author: lenochka (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 2nd, 2022 11:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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