i shoot an old man
with my camera
taking a tired face
inside my monitor
for posterity of misery
i shoot the old man
telling him that financial aid
is coming from the
United Nations
the old man sheds some tears
i guess
to be more convincing
money is a very
efficient film director
i shoot an old English professor
who is dying
of attention
and then i talk to money
and money laughs
finally convincing me
that it can always change
the mood of anyone
even my own
some kind of pretension
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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