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snapshots

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when you wanna end it and it's never there the door
and the character opens the hatch and there is you as a reflection
and it never ends as it never started to end and it's growing
like a weed of hope, which thrives on a pile of mud and
burned spikes of wood
because
you fall in love with no doors
because
when the wind burns it's a dream that grows and you smile
with a flicker like an 8mm screenshot after screenshot until your dream it's no more
consumed as I'm folding it in my heartbeats of blood with
violins cords snaping out of control
and you fall
"lay your head on my lap one more time"
and then
in a moment everything brakes
"I don't get to be spontaneous", she says,
"anymore"
and there is no end
and there is the sky, and there are the five feet of mud
behind
and the skylark song
and
she's coving under your coat onto her shoulders
while the morning grows wilder and
wilder and
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Petru Teodor. “snapshots.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/petru-teodor/poezie/14139883/snapshots

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