The billboard dances in gaudy colours,
pink, yellow and blue - unmatched, rude;
Slowly, the hot day translates in soft night,
rainy, dark and tired;
Men, in sweaty suits
driving, cursing, speeding - sing along, the local radio station;
Children at supper, full of dislike
with noisy tantrums over spinach and soups;
A normal day, reports the television channel -
A general weather, skirts back in fashion and world peace conference;
In a dark alley, a pretty girl -
awaits with loud make-up and bad accent;
Sometimes a mercedes zooms past,
sometimes a new sports car,
Some - looking for lust,
Some - looking for love;
This pretty girl, once with dreams of dolls and fairy tales;
A reality - unexpected,
A dream - unrealized,
A compromise;
The shadow of now,
Darker than, sweet memories of yesterday;
A little later, a black suv waits by her,
She looks at me, waves a kiss and leaves-
as always;
I smile back, close the curtain,
read my book - as always;
Somewhere we are all same - I sigh.
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