10 of us

by anthony

10 of us,

all trying,

all creating,

all fighting that same battle,

and we are all dying, staring at these screens.

 

10 of us,

in a circle

together

encapsulated in electronic solitude.

 

10 of us,

we have lost sight of the community

with distrust of the freedom we could experience,

together;

wanting and dreaming and hoping

distracting and running

when collectively, here, we possess

all we need

all we have to have,

ritualistically sitting in a circle

indigenous in the breathe of each other’s souls.

 

10 of us

refusing to look at each other,

and put off when we catch an eye

rather than sharing the love

we have inherently been created from.

 

kiss each other

10 of us

talk to me, love me

10 of us

feel the skin rubbing each other

10 of us

breathe and talk

10 of us

smell the fruits, the ocean

10 of us

the sourness

10 of us

laugh and get angry

10 of us

wink at me

10 of us

I will wink at you

 

10 of us

feel that tingle when caught

10 of us

you tell me and I will tell you.

 

10 of us

changed from 100 years of paper barter,

lost in the ocean

when the land is in plain view

just through the fog;

 

10 of us

if we all breathe deep

together

the air will clear

 

10 of us

we will create

not the right life

but the delicious one,

and we won’t have to ask, anymore,

what happened to bohemia?

 

 

 

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