Reciprocal Shaudenfreude

by Christos Polydorou

20664394_699029746965237_3531641219087899196_nThis is
too easy. This is
too difficult.
This is not
in the very
least challenging.

Artist and protégé.
Room illuminated
by sunlight filtered
through rose and lilac petals.
There is a goldfinch
in a cage
too singing a captivating
(captive’s?) song.

This is
too depressing. This fills
my heart with joy. This makes me
want to jump in front
of a turning bus.

The young one,
in the old one’s eyes.
The old one,
in the young one’s eyes.
Shoulders,
knees,
elbows,
cheekbones,
eyelashes,
facial hair.

This is
too serious.
This is
ridiculous.
Thousands of people
throughout centuries
have given their life to it.

Paint me.
No, you paint me first.
Let’s paint each other, simultaneously.
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