Instanbul construction 

I met you and you took hold deep within me. As part of you I inherit the cat of passion and the construction site of your past relationships, crunching against my own collapsed landscape. You said ‘let’s build a home for the cat and a space for a happy life and maybe a launchpad from which to fly our dreams.’ But in all this time we still only have a construction site. Our dreams have grown limp and sick from the dusty claustrophobic air and life is a force that does not sit in rooms as trophies. The cat seems quite happy curled up in the flumes of shattered tiles and breezeblocks. ‘Let’s not disturb it just yet’ you sigh, ‘if it runs away what will we be then?’ #life #relationships #poem #whimsey #istanbul #photography #cat #construction


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