Normal

How am I supposed to make sense of it all?

As I stroll by a lady, very old

Love-red blood breathing life in her veins

with artificial support

I scroll

I see kids blowing up

Splashing screens

Tainting millions of thumbs

One could almost smell burning flesh

"Medium-rare.."

A refined man says

as I press foot

"And for the little one?"...

A rich persons’ waiter asks.

Cows are flying from Argentina in pieces

Like a swarm of drones

over a kindergarten

buzzing for 2 years out of 4

humming

to put her child to sleep

a lady with grandpa in a café, a 90+ years old

he tries, but his grateful smile is not quite right
when he emits sounds the lady checks his oxygen

and I scroll

There's less oxygen on hot summer days

It gets suffocating

under rubble

for a 4 years old

in total darkness

"I'm scared…"

Whispers the lady, "..father is in too much sun"

The wheelchair is moved to where

Grandpa's body does not bother his mind

I stroll

my body where life is sacred

and scroll

down the inferno

with my soul

absurdity

normality

never been so close