Lettuces and Tears
Sometimes there's just nothing
the perspective of life, I mean
if you think about the emptiness of this moment
in the possibility of it extending infinitely
or the inevitability of evils
that are about to arrive...
today at the market someone went crazy
threw vegetables in the air, shouted
cried
all that noise
all meaningless
maybe it's something inherent to tuesdays
I need to get home early, I thought
lobotomize my brain with tv
I think that's what we do
we warm the sofa with our bodies
we dream of the amazing days to come
and when they never arrive
we throw lettuces against the sky
we scream
we cry
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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