Find me … with morning coffee

I don’t know what to say
experience
prevents me today

maybe it’s caution
that it might hurt again

maybe after coffee
I will feel better, and sane
maybe

if I hide from people
the troubles will go away

but
why

why is she looking
at me

she
with the blue eyes

why does she smile
whenever she’s close

and why do I admire the beauty
of her lips
and her nose

the birds flew away
since I’ve been
here

but she arrived
to illuminate the morning
scene

but why

why
is she looking at me

she doesn’t know who I am
hell
even I don’t know that

and I’m still searching for
myself

but maybe
she’ll find me
and if there’s any luck

she’ll detect
in which labyrinth of my
subconsciousness

is that recklessly lost me
hiding

because it happens so often
when you least expect

indeed it
happens

and that is
a fact.




©Tom Del Braco

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