Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Burgers

Burgers
Two old people sitting across from each other
Each seems as if their spouse… is a bother
Or else not there at all
Table for four, sit in diagonal
They stare and frown
Youth talking all around
And all this time they speak no word, no sound
No sound escapes their lips

How long’s it been since contempt began? Why?
If only one would give up and break down. Cry.
But instead they stone up.
Doubtful still, will it erupt?
Chew on Burger
Take a drink, don’t murmur.
For if he speaks he fears his words will only hurt her.
Because he saved them long.

 They keep the marriage as that’s what Christians do.
 Façade doesn’t mean much, their life in true, in blue
Say they’re still together, doesn’t mean much
They go on eating lunch.
Couple of fries
And half an apple pie
They didn’t split it either, the lousy piece of pie
Their reputation is safe

They could always say what they ought to say, and hurt.
But saying is hard, and hurting really hurts.
In youth they heard union was divine.
But union lost, it does not shine
Chew on Burger
Take a drink, don’t murmur
For if she speaks she fears her words will only hurt him.
Because she saved them long…

…and it’s been so long since he kissed her

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