Is That May Be
Is that may be
we act like dogs
whenever blood
or fear on hold
vapours of gunshot holes
is that may be
that chased
we throw ourselves
against the wind
like swans or cranes
is that may be
while passing dreams
we're sane enough
to spell them on
in to a someone's heart
is that may be
we let them flow
throughout the streams
of open veins
Is that may be...
we're so insane?
Copyright © Marcin Malek | Year Posted 2016
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