Velvetday
I'm in need of strength to bring reason here
and rip the roof off with pliers
and cut the spongy tongue of the shadow
and replace this wind's fake smile
for some more solid wisdom
than those available
on supermarket shelves
who doesn't see that we're all fighting
for the same velvety results?
something that brings us the blessing of Sundays
the calm heart of breakfasts
spear the anguish with the fork
you know, there's a thrush that lives nearby
yesterday he landed on my window
and I looked right into the brown of those eyes
I swear
they seemed to scold me
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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