the truth

her little expressions
life is sweet after all.
it only takes the truth
(and that's not easy)
to break the relationship
of a whole family.
studio, office,
going to people's house to photograph
daily life.
she's the most capable of
dealing with emotions.
the complexity of her heart
reveals how crazy a human can be.
take the first sip
look outside the window
this morning's cool breeze could
freeze your brain instantly,
it is the sweet touch of being able to tell a lie
(which is very unusual),
a monologue floating
above everyone's head –
speak up?
that's the truth.

what do you want?
no,
but,
just
if I could only be a bit more human
and not just a wreck of a person,
because of everything that have...
have happened before.
I'm a person who keeps complaining.
when you see people on the street
that is dimension
that is death.
please, feel free to disagree,
as long as you support your opinion
with lighting and matches
(have you ever tried to light a match
with a thunder?)
you're doing it wrong.
how are you going to react
when trivia comes to the top?
I want more of your faceless adoration,
similar but not quite,
I can't focus on your blurry
empty
chest,
from which I could write a not-so-short story.
caricaturing your tears
as they dry
oh, how successful would they be
if they fell in the ocean and became
oxygen for other species,
as, for humans, they are toxic.
describing things actually makes this guy laugh
uncontrollably
how awkward, how cringy –
sorry, can I have a cup of tea?
I really need to calm down
you know what most of these words mean
you just are not used to deal with them
why so snobbish, boy?
sine nobilitas
even the flowers you grow in your garden
can define the sort of murderer,
I mean, of person, you are.
does middle class makes you proud?
how many things can you do well
without trying to reach someone?
the invisible man who keeps letting the door open
is real, you know?
all families fight.
really?
why are you so skeptical?
you are missing something...

I missed sleeping so much
as I missed the hot seizures
of lying when I was supposed to tell
the truth.