Vice Versa
oh my, you're splendid
like a fern growing backwards
„you hack writer“
you're a castellanus at 9 PM
after the dinner rich in miracles
hate re-living the mundane moments
over
and over
and over
and over
so sick of the everyday small talk.
still magnetized by the oddities.
this is the right way, not vice versa.
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