Velunday
I'm in need of strength to bring reason here
and rip the roof off with pliers
and cut shadow spongy tongue
and replace the false smile of this wind
for some more solid wisdom
than those of 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 near here
yesterday landed on my window
and I looked right into the brown of those eyes
I swear they seemed to berate me
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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