beautiful colors painted
on a crumbling house
filled with rats, mold, rot.
we are very much like these
places we find so pleasing.
placing fake windows over
broken glass views.
engraving love poems
onto dead wallpaper.
the cities are full of such scamming
creating long and open roads
with skyscrappers stacked in advertisements.
Are we such like robots
feeling synthetic blood clots
filled up in our cold hearts?
A weekend in this living consists of
paying bills and empty bank cards
where you are now today
bewildered by the freedom of the sun,
the warmth on us.
Never you mind how much you will have,
in the future already in deathbeds.
Focus on right now, the love you have,
willing to give, or take.
12.21.2022
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