Woman’s perfume



Woman’s perfumecagedin a steel bodymaybe I’m inhaling itmaybe I’m dreaming it delicate sweatthat ruststhe thin sheetmaybe I’m sensing itmaybe I’m awaiting it soft breaststhat pulsepunished insidemaybe I see themmaybe t...

Woman’s perfume
in a steel body
maybe I’m inhaling it
maybe I’m dreaming it

delicate sweat
that rusts
the thin sheet
maybe I’m sensing it
maybe I’m awaiting it

soft breasts
that pulse
punished inside
maybe I see them
maybe they no longer exist.

This is the new reality
maybe it is an experiment
perhaps it is a nightmare.

Let’s hope that soon
they will turn off the main switch
so I can return to dreaming of life.



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