I hate so much when you smile
when children holding the eyes in their hands
run in circles and shout each one louder and louder
till the rain stops falling from the sky
and starts climbing the trees back to the clouds
I hate so much when you smile
when people gather around your table and beg
for a slice of your arm or at least some crumbs
falling from your decomposing body one after another
till a little child comes and takes all the pieces
putting them back together a walking puzzle
I hate so much when you smile