Neutral Zone

It is here,

where two bitter rivals once declared a truce.

Digging into their permanent trenches,

they put down their weapons long ago,

nonchalantly resigned to a treaty

neither of them care for anymore.

Because this is where the sea gave up trying,

leaving its last breath on the shore.

This is where the land became liquid,

breaking itself down into helpless grains.

It is here

in this no man’s land,

where refugees have eeked out an existence.

Where the birds draw halos in the sky,

where I can hear my blood whisper

as it circles round and round like the birds,

wondering how long the truce will last.



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George Tsakraklides

Author, biologist, exploring our broken kinship with the planet. INFJ born 88 ppm ago. 📚 The Unhappiness Machine. A New Earth. Lexicon of Dystopia.