at the open windows
playful balcony edge
my twenty-seventh floor
wrapped in net curtains
frightened would be
bride of flight
restricted gauze encased
mocking strange sister
tipped to embrace
freedom’s free-fall
world rush through transparent
mantle lit windows
watch my drop
through all the flaws
struggling to free face
scream veils away
just in time to meet
social concrete

A. H / K.H-H (8th July 2018)

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