Poem, poems, poetry

TO THE ENEMY

If we could meet up in some beautiful space
a space which doesn’t fit us at all
cease the contradictions in our heads
for a while
then maybe we could stand up for ourselves

maybe they would stop talking
directing our minds
for the duration
of our stay

just a fantasy, enemy
because I’m your adversary
and you are mine

therefore, we are destined
to stay
in our appropriate bedrooms
thinking about the next life

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