blaming gaming

I'll do some cardio
you'll do some stretch
I'll give you a break
you'll give me some rest

I watch you playing
you feel me listening
I record your talents
you delete my ears

There's a way to play it
There's no way to make it

A cascade of silences
drops through the bars
on the street
I lose my hair on the pillow
My voice disappears
in the lavender foam of city sinks

Jazz of sorrow, Blues of joy
Pop of doubt and Techno of outrage 
composing the uncopmposed
into a masterpiece of Domino temples.

You open the window,
a gust of wind
blows the bars
the domino tiles fly around
with their numbers upside down

I hate mathematics
and you hate it, too


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