Jul 3
That vacuum
inside you
once in it
you’re trapped
Insular
nothingness
too late
to look back
What’s empty
imprisons
no reference
in space
Where freedom
and choice
become duly
— erased
(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
inside you
once in it
you’re trapped
Insular
nothingness
too late
to look back
What’s empty
imprisons
no reference
in space
Where freedom
and choice
become duly
— erased
(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
(kurtphilipbehm.com)
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