Why Would We Do That?

by Luis Ullán
(Salamanca (Spain))

There´s no other way than hiding
velvety dreams, dressed up in shiny memories,
as pictures of a blasphemous past
towards the innocent present,
to carve our newest scar.

Even when we found our hearts
floating in a cradle of sweet ambrosia,
and knew light would not come back,
we chose to stay, not to be brave;
we just remained in the bitter past.

Then comes the ambiguous scenery,
heavily surrounded by current circles
turning into squares by our shaped words;
taking us back down where we belong.

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