Monday, March 30, 2015

Borders

I drew a line.
For trespassers,
Prosecution
You drew a line.
A layer,
Semipermeable.
Everyone has lines
Different lines, different rules
Boxing them in.
You hold them at a line's length
A box away.
But the world grew smaller
And smaller
And smaller still
Till there was no line's length
No boxes
Till we knew all our neighbours
We saw each other
Unrefracted
Through personal bubbles.

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