Itinere
when i arrived on earth
I must have seen the rain through the window
it was saturday in the hospital room
busy women in white
fluttering snowflakes in my made-up memory
giving injections measuring pressure stopping bleeding
a half-naked and thin man hanging on the wall
thorns stuck in the forehead to bleed
I didn't see it but I imagined
the muddied shoes of a bearded worker man
dirtying the ascetic floor of the hallway
while crying hallucinated the loss of his wife
my mother gave birth to so many children
all kind of open mouth birds
waiting for worms to get fat fast
and become bankrupt executives
to perpetuate the saga of the indebted
in some years my friends were three
they looked clumsy and cartoonish
inexperienced characters from a cheap movie
they didn't attend my school
where I almost had fun without laughing
finding out about mosses and lichens
the physiology of the human being
and the miserable rewards
for those who know how to obey
I shouldn't have done most of the things I did
acting in life like an unhappy sociopath
I know this because I always see myself as in a picture
the static moments when my gaze was cold
I've never really been inside these facts
I was that scientist with detailed spreadsheets
annotating data for later report
they said I was a joker back then
it's a lie because I'm still displaced
and I never found my ground
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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