Saturday, September 23, 2023

Merge (a #poem or #ShortStory. #Stoetry?))

There's a woman 
standing on the bridge. 
She mumbles to herself 
and occasionally 
shouts to the world. 


When you try to start a conversation 
she won't hear you. 

She lives in a world of her own.

Is it my world that is real 
or is it hers?

What if our worlds should merge?


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