Rebecca Schiffman
Happy Hunting
Climbing from its depth of restAn ancient gesture beats beneath our basementsWhen you see the orange shape Will you keep quiet or call your therapist?Behind our eyesA bitter smileFor happy huntingA microwaveYou won't dream of things you've never seenWaiting so long to hear you say"How difficult to maintain your space When a rent-a-fridge company knows where you live?"Behind our eyesA bitter smileNow I'm happy hunting In my kitchenetteThe future stands stillBut we move infinitely in space and timeWe multiply our decline
From Letras Mania