#621-Robots


Sleeping,

With a blanket of white.

Waiting,

For warmth to arrive.

I can’t feed you…

Veins are closed.

Blood is frozen.

Only thoughts may reach,

In this deserted place.

Sheltered from a world,

That moves without sleep.

Dragging lifeless bodies,

For no reason I can see.

Nature can’t be changed.

Not hers,

Yours, or

Mine.

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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