Unlinked
Unlinked poems, unlinked lives, unlinked steps on the sidewalk only waiting for a tie. Souls reaching out without arms and beauty lost on the seas of lands. The world within, fear outside and somewhere between reaching to touch the glass.
Ironies on the coffee, bitterness between the sugar beans of lost memories and memories swimming on ironic pools of randomness where the itches scratches hands over the untold truth of languages where beginnings or endings are.
