Midpoints poetry. Taurus 21. Uranus. Mars

Could you fall for
(Or rise with)
Someone who's an open book for you?

In a crowd
I see you put on a happy face
And disappear
In a race
Of spacious cars.

I'm not senseless,
As a human being
I do my best to
De-distance with you,
And I point to a quotation.

It could be us,
Us in that complicated game -
A feeling so soft
And as vindictive as a hurricane.

If you can't be with me,
I can't inhale the air of your absence.

Do your best to put me on a plane one day
So that my heart could slowly regenerate
After long years of poisonous hate
Between us (oh those assistants).

The whole country,
Adorned with books and flags,
Will be recalling you.

Make the best of that
Enormous reincarnation.


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