Saturday, July 02, 2022

Ravenous (a poem)


Everywhere I went
I felt your absense
Even when we stood together
on a broken bridge
in an ancient but future city
on the edge of it all


Which was also the beginning
because the bridge united
flying cars and hungry people

To fly without destination
is like being hungry for love
But thanks to you
I am no longer
ravenous 

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