Adulthood is a growing inward
to the underbelly of our societies
Empty, one puffs up still like a pufferfish
To fill up vacuums even if as mere shadows
If there is a peace,
it will breathe, puff up and breath again
But there must be a peace
We soon find true sail in the deep like a sub, than -
Straggling with the wind in juvenile sailboats
gentle but quite deadly… gentle but quite.
PWOOOOFFFF
to the underbelly of our societies
Empty, one puffs up still like a pufferfish
To fill up vacuums even if as mere shadows
If there is a peace,
it will breathe, puff up and breath again
But there must be a peace
We soon find true sail in the deep like a sub, than -
Straggling with the wind in juvenile sailboats
gentle but quite deadly… gentle but quite.
PWOOOOFFFF
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