Zywa Tongs and knives

Content with each step
that overcomes the tongs
of don't and the knives of do

move, I walk
more and more outside
the lines of society

in my own circlet
There's danger tinkling
in my long breath

of slowly living
step by step
I pour more and more

honey in the tea
but I refuse to flee
in the powdery snow of the night

Poem 995
Amsterdam, 2017-02-07

Collection: On living on [1] 
Keyword: Disease: suffer 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
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