Parading

Such certainty is beautiful,

The way a plastic lemon full of rags will drop,

you drank coffee through a straw but it was more like

Because living is one of the best things       I go over

What made me fill myself with me so squarely?

The pen was bought in Gubbio near

The world is much

you’re feeling metaphorical,

Light prints itself on the plate of memory,

The war is on.