My vertical horisontals

What’s your vocation in this life?
And do you remember times
When we both were outlines for them?
My vertical horisontals,
Horisontal verticals
Are the things which can’t combine again.
Vowels flow in consonants, hello
I’ve arrived from nightmare to the life
Are you glad to see me here?
Will you streight your arms to me?
Will you recognise my eyes?


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