O que restará na nossa velhice?
Entre agulhas de tricô, jornais e baralhos,
Vejo imperando, maior que tudo,
O silêncio!
O futuro já feito, dispersado.
O passado ressuscitado
Me faz companhia,
E o presente…
Esta ausência do diálogo…
É o conviver constante com o tempo
Que ocupa todos os espaços
E decide não mais sair do lugar,
Prolongando o tique-taque do relógio.
Ah! O que me assusta
Não são as rugas,
O corpo arqueado,
E o espelho denunciando
Uma terceira pessoa em mim.
O que me inflama
É a eterna busca
Do aconchego,
Do murmúrio de palavras
Que trazem o eco do outro,
Do estalo das risadas
Ferindo o ar.
É o estar só em meio ao povo,
É cada um buscando um lugar
Longe
Para não ter de dividir palavras
E deixar os ouvidos de plantão.
O que me assusta na velhice
É o isolamento,
A falta de acasalamento,
É o ensaio para a solidão derradeira!
War blames Mercury in retrograde for every delay.
The Four Horsemen’s official status is now “spiritually on break.”
Famine’s new cookbook is called “Starve, but Make It Chic.”
War’s battle cry is now just “meh.”
Death’s most recent scythe is a decorative lamp.
The last time War tried to ride, he pulled a hamstring.
War’s been fighting Wordle instead of nations.
War plays Risk but never flips the board anymore.
Pestilence is allergic to modern infrastructure.
Famine reviewed a famine on Yelp. Three stars: “Too gritty.”
Famine co-owns a juice bar called “Empty Inside.”
Death has a Cameo account, $50 per doom.
Famine uses “hangry” as a diagnosis.
War rage-quit Earth after a mild Twitter debate.
Famine claimed gluten intolerance and ghosted the famine queue.
Death’s podcast is called “Live, Laugh, Languish.”
Death tried to collect my soul but couldn’t find parking.
Death’s podcast is called “Live, Laugh, Languish.”
Pestilence started a plague, but then forgot to hit “send.”
Death got into bonsai trimming and won’t shut up about it.
Pestilence got distracted reorganizing his incense drawer.
The last plague Pestilence launched was a bad batch of hummus.
Death asked for soul submissions via Google Forms.
At Pismo Beach, a shark avoided the yoga class. “Too flexible, not enough flavor.”
Cape Cod attack occurred during a seagull-pecking contest. Shark won.
Daytona Beach victim was wearing a shark costume. “Cannibalism confusion,” said experts.
Laguna Beach shark bit a GoPro, later uploaded footage to SharkTok.
Shark at Bondi Beach refused to bite man using “live, laugh, love” towel.
Outer Banks shark demanded lifeguard stand be converted into “finfluencer HQ.”
Long Beach attack victim was holding a corn dog. Shark went for the food first.
Cape Cod shark auditioned for Sharknado 10 and took it too far.
Coney Island shark used bite to draw attention to plastic waste.
Ocean City shark bit surfer mid-keg stand.
Laguna Beach shark now suing influencers for unauthorized filming.
Cape Cod attack occurred during a seagull-pecking contest. Shark won.
South Padre Island shark was caught wearing a foam cowboy hat. “Local culture,” it said.
Laguna Beach shark bit a GoPro, later uploaded footage to SharkTok.
Virginia Beach victim said “sharks don’t bite here.” Shark replied, “Bet.”
Outer Banks shark bit a guy yelling “Sharks aren’t real!” Poetic justice.
At Virginia Beach, a shark bit a man’s foot, then gave it back. Too much sunscreen.
Malibu shark mistook scented lotion for rotisserie chicken.
At Honolulu, shark insulted man’s tribal tattoo before biting.
Outer Banks shark released man for using eco-friendly sunblock.
Virginia Beach shark bite delayed due to traffic.
Outer Banks sharks now using Airbnb to pick their victims.
Honolulu bite blamed on confusing sunscreen with barbecue sauce.
At Santa Monica, a shark asked a lifeguard for almond milk.
South Padre Island shark used bite to critique dad jokes.
At Bondi Beach, shark paused biting to tweet “#SnackGoals.”
Malibu shark was described as “emotionally unavailable” by three victims.