Two Worlds Theory
A true story
Happy with this one.
Though sad I wrote it.
Smile anyway.
Here is my poem:
Two Worlds Theory
The physical world,
then the emotional.
The pavement I stick to,
the world of music inside me.
The blackboard,
the poem.
The building,
the cold welcome.
The horse’s teeth,
a smile to me.
This cold river
connects the hearts.
Give us those hands.
Warm the cloistered pains.
Blankets, bed linen:
sleep and safe cooing.
This lady sits down beside me,
desperate for company.
She hates foreigners. 



This is big and sad. The end gave me a whiplash. Thank you for this 🙏🏼❤️