stockholm syndrome

suddenly
slaves
to
red
wine
green
curry
nights
unfolding
before
our
eyes
set to
jazz
never
heard
never
known

no
escape


motion
picture
moments
don’t
recognize
only
rewind,
slow
motion.



presently
live
a life
a line
between


thrill/
no
escape

i taste you
in colour
wonder
where
am i?