It has exploded into my space

easy, full with calmness

I get your written thoughts, in seconds.

Earlier I was sailing on my own

Now, running into ambit unknown

a person, a people

black, purple

flesh-less poppers

give me, give me paroles

chasing destruction

with folded hands

covered eyes

coded colored minds

worried fears

deafening ears.

Reaching in seconds at every gate

bedrooms, kitchens, gardens

being on time, a little late.

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