If suddenly we were good.
I'm not saying a while, two minutes, two days, two years.
Being good not in the sense of not being bad,
but in rescuing a snail from the
shoe distracted from life and return it to
the sheet. I have an urgency for kindness.
So many ethical theories what
nonsense if since the world is world,
and since there is only one, everyone knows
what is good the good and only the good
and the rest are costumes.
Would the sad days end?
They would embrace us again with such tenderness that
we would cry before
so sudden god?
I say I only think
Yes, all of a sudden and a blow, a trip and a kiss I say
if suddenly we were good.