Owned Black
A poem by Anna Atsu
In owned shadows, we find the truth,
Where the own heart beats in a silent booth.
No need for fancy, no romance to feign,
In the depths of colourless black,
We find all
Back.
…
Away from the glare of aesthetic delight,
Where authenticity gleams,
Pure and
Bright.
…
Stubborn chemistry, unyielding and strong,
In the essence of real, we truly belong.
…
No superfici…
