Panacea

The coffee was bitter
I would rather read a blasphemous article
Outside laced with legion of effort—
lights, language, gestures, motion,
fancy menus with fascinating figures I wish
were just being sarcastic
Kids dressed up
I thought if jeans and shirt were enough
amid roars of convocation

Clandestine coolers fought the summer
with clinks of artistic glass containing
dainty wine like
naive bond of friendship
under septic arrest of
rolling eyes, stiff shoulders, made to
sit, comprehend, frame, pronounce
order, munch, and believe
in delicacy

As people’s lives were a tomb of photographs
I tried to describe a waterfall on a postcard

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2 thoughts on “Panacea

  1. “As people’s lives were a tomb of photographs
    I tried to describe a waterfall on a post card ”

    These lines are profoundly meaningful . Have so many layers , people do chew on the past memories being reconstructed in photographs , when it no longer alive…..beautiful .

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