August 12, 1979 12:45 p.m. Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri


Apartmenthouse Blues


You buy a beer to relieve the hangover
You want to forget what you had to remember
You live life's parody accepting your fate
But blow everything apart when partying.

What was it, your heavy head asks,
that you wanted to forget?
Why do smiles cease to mean so much?
And is reality a resting place for desire?

You watch the charade played out before you
Everyone forcing themselves to be happy
Is this what life taught you to expect?
And you're always asking those questions.

Holding somebody should give answers
to what they share in their eyes
Meaning is a shallow expression
And the truth always turns out lies.


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