London
Luis Elvira-Sierra
Where does everybody
wipe their tears off their face?
It might be in London
Where does everybody
dream a life
full of sins and regrets?
It might be in London
Where does everybody
come to feel alone?
It might be London
as London is a Dragon
made of glass
a machine
which relishes
the taste of our flesh
in the evenings
when we are in front of tv
or spreading the butter on the toast
or under
or over
somebody else’s body
learning how to dance
this choreography
created long before
we were born
and then
and just then
London sings its song
every morning
to make us smile
to let us forget
we are under threat
of living inside the belly
of a whale
wipe their tears off their face?
It might be in London
Where does everybody
dream a life
full of sins and regrets?
It might be in London
Where does everybody
come to feel alone?
It might be London
as London is a Dragon
made of glass
a machine
which relishes
the taste of our flesh
in the evenings
when we are in front of tv
or spreading the butter on the toast
or under
or over
somebody else’s body
learning how to dance
this choreography
created long before
we were born
and then
and just then
London sings its song
every morning
to make us smile
to let us forget
we are under threat
of living inside the belly
of a whale
Luis Elvira-Sierra is a painter and writer born in Spain where he achieved a BA in Philosophy in 2003. He lives in SE London since 2008. As a writer, he writes mainly poetry and short stories both in English and Spanish. He also organizes poetry events in London and Spain. Instagram: @luis_elvira_s
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