Document 2
you arrive in pieces
the horrible details I almost forgot
like the words you couldn't memorize
or the gray way of saying maybe
I always asked you to look north
and other things I regret
I used my sharp scissors
I used my sarcastic tools
I built you
I didn't even get tired of your steps
insisting undecided around the apartment
or your shirt written 'do you love me?'
now the sun is setting fast
leaves an indecent streak of light in the sky
the silhouette of an airplane passes through there
spoiling the bunny-like cloud
in the last window at the top of this building
I'm harmless to this world so concrete
I look at everything and feel nothing
I can't even hate being here
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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