“Hollow mind
Air, bubbly air fills
In the intricate space
Ruining cells, ruining dreams
Subtle breeze
Partly sunny
Rain washing unknown streets
April winds, April blasts in spring
You and the hollow must coexist
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” Bubbly air ” is a poem that occupies the no-man’s land between the gnomic and the inscrutable.
Thank you, Louis Kasatkin! Someone ought to conquer that place, don’t you agree?! 🙂