Everything alright
She is setting next to me
her eyes keep searching
and although she seems to sit still
she keeps moving
in front of her : pizza
at first glance one slice is missing
behind the surface
I start puzzling the pieces on the plate together
nothing is missing
I hear me asking
‘Do you enjoy your dinner?’
She strangely looks at me
like an adulterer in flagranti
‘Yes sure. It was fantastic. Thanks.’
Yes sure. It was fantastic. Thanks.
The words control my mind, possess my thoughts
day and night
Every day the same procedure
little observer
and food starts whispering
SHE the only one listening to it
But
Everything alright
