we see everything
we know everything
every little corner is illuminated
by lights, flares, flashes
puddles of light thrown here and there
everything is illuminated
naked and ripped right in front of our fragile eyes
eyes fragile and millennia-old
we see everything
we know everything
we tie stiff knots around our heart and soul
and then we talk about
love love love ....
we see everything
we know everything
we are good
we follow instructions
codes, reservations complaints
and virtual connections....
maybe it would be better not to see
not to know
and hope
just hope
by these gray suburban skies
Marco Bo
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