POEM 233: HOW WE BECOME LOST ISLES
like a sea ice-coated
heated arguments trample one against the other

I'm right
you're wrong
when I'm right, what's left?

Uncertainties?
it's not for you to worry!

What ifs?
so what? I'm not sorry!

words fly
I'm thrown off balance with punchlines
the ice are melting
under the heat of silent vents

soon the isle shall sink
into the abdomen of the sea

soon we both shall lie invalid on sickbed

Hurt

Apart

Misunderstood

Buried six feet under past

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