Why should the curtains\u00a0
\nBe wrinkled so much
\nHave I not opened the window
\nFor long
\nCobwebs remind me\u00a0
\nOf intimate \u00a0inertia\u00a0
\nThe aroma of breaths
\nThe tingles inside the mouth
\nThe senselessness in the feet
\nAnd unwillingness to open the eyes\u00a0
\nBut cobwebs are deceptive
\nThey are not\u00a0
\nFiltering\u00a0
\nAll the breeze
\nWhich comes through another curtain
\nTorn
\nThreads holding on still
\nBut hanging without a purpose
\nDon’t remind me
\nOf a promise to live in a moment
\nGood food
\nBooks
\nRains and the walk
\nI have surrendered my passport
\nI have been asked to leave the land
\nI m off to a milky way
\nMisty moist and meaningless\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Why should the curtains\u00a0 Be wrinkled so much Have I not opened the window For long Cobwebs remind me\u00a0 Of intimate \u00a0inertia\u00a0 The aroma of breaths The tingles inside the mouth The senselessness in the feet And unwillingness to open the eyes\u00a0 But cobwebs are deceptive They are not\u00a0 Filtering\u00a0 All the breeze Which comes … <\/p>\n