She
"She"
Apparently in possession of the secret of happiness,
in harmony with the powers of earth and sky,
cowed and bored herself by the world of human adults.
So many things that must be miserably discarded,
expelled from the mind, from reason
...Now "She" lives her own world, alone
makes companions of pets and toys
Kind of cosmic predicament
or a childish upright generation
This is how his life goes, like a fish in the fishbowl,
protected from outside madness by the glass of her mental illness.
Copyright © Francisco Lopez | Year Posted 2020
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