when did I forget to be human?

when disappointment made a brick wall

and I punched it

forgetting the living soul behind it

empathy erased and only

accusation singing its symphony

like the angry section of a soprano

the minor fast-paced allegro with

a bellowing opera singer, who is probably italian

and with one of those shiny italian-looking moustaches

wearing a short suit jacket with a long tail and a bleached shirt neatly tucked,

when did I forget to address you like a human to snap those bitter

comments in your face? 

and yet

a part of me still feels

justified

 

 

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