terça-feira, 28 de novembro de 2023

The soothsayer and the coughing masses

 they asked me how I could see the future
I could see a grin appearing across my face and it was so

they asked me how I knew the times were changing
I told them I had put all of my money into that

They somethimes pshaw on my time
disbelief and a few well measured grams of contempt

walking into a robbery of a life
a recipe the last generation wrote

about a time that quietly died so long ago
and now the secret chaos that goes ignored

has contaminated the water
and blunted your senses

They asked me how I could see the future
I said I took myself off the medication
they snorted

I said I stopped begging
and they choked

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