Vanishing things

Don’t ask how
I am these days.
The lotus lantern parade
passed-by years ago.
Your lipstick,
is no longer my taste.
And the phone on
my camera,
no longer works.
In anycase, life is
not possible
without discarding.
Today again I am sad.
But still, not tempted
by the shiny apple.
And death does
not forgive everything.

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