They play
in alleyways
decaying
in the absence of ourselves
Like plays scripted in
dimensions surrounded
by perceptions
of perfection
Of everything we wanted to be
Before it came in
and took the the better of us
To dimensions
decaying
in alleyways
surrounded
by perceptions
Of everything we weren’t
–
Of everything that wasn’t scripted.
© Hudson Biko
Nice words of Innocence.
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