The juice from celery
ain’t bitter anymore.
And fluffy clouds of animals
are cleared and gone.
When did we switch
from innocence of heart
to greedy sight of pleasure and desire?
We call ourselves
“Big bosses” of our lives
that filled with gray despair and swallow minds.
Did we become so cruel to the souls
that acts of love
‘s disgraced to piles of snots?
The celery ain’t bitter anymore.
And paper boats are sent offshore.
Celery juice
© Copyright: Екатерина Морозова 25, 2023
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