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Crumbles [Original Poetry]

Maylena@maylenasland (65)696d

Crumbles

I walk away on Tinder Smelling thousands of megabytes That could give me a blister or two Of some blessed LSD dreams.

I sleep and these are not my dreams But the ones of a free mind That kept you for years With a secret of suspense.

Every marriage is a dirty bag Of a sleepy woman or man That dreams to get free and sit in a chair chill.

A prisoner with no Windows Be it '95 or 2000 It is still the grief calling Of a very disturbed individual.

And everything is old and filthy, Only a version of myself, A detour around a city That once crumbled.

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  • @hive-161465(69)· 694d

    An attractive poem, between the apocalyptic and the nostalgic, that confronts us with a future imagined from the present. Greetings, @maylenasland.