Disappointments

Disappointments
beat walls all over the world.

They don’t let happiness
sing about eternity.

We are the void
between heaven and them.

God saves us when we turn,
counting us with even
or odd numbers—
each of the 99th.

Harps singing a samba song,
and monkeys dancing
naked in floats,
announcing a better night.

Our hands move what we love,
and all depart,
and we unify with the sea,
being inedible goldfish for sharks

Rain is not silent anymore,
and the silence,
after, breaks
our eardrums.

sky,
moon,
people,
earth,

all revolve around them.

Tomorrow we will forgive ourselves.

(disappointed)

Daniela Voicu -

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