as Queen sings
i want to break free
but what is freedom
it confuses me
wherever i go
whatever i do
by evening
i get adverts for things
i merely glanced at
never wanted
never desired
always testing my curiosity
as if i am walking down a market street
looking at every face
every shop
and suddenly someone signals
you can come inside
have a look
you might find what you are looking for
and i did
i entered
i said
i am looking for love
he replied
we have a collection of tshirts
with LOVE written on them
i had wandered into a ready made shop
where answers were ready
but i wasn’t
my teacher used to say
you can buy everything in this world
even love
you just have to find the right market
perhaps he was playing with us
some truths arrive disguised as jokes
perhaps he spoke from experience
and then another advert appeared
asking whether i’d like to order something
in fact
i was only watching the woman
on the billboard
holding a drink
her eyes enchanted me
more than the drink ever could
now i think
i’ll probably see adverts for opticians
eyewears
contacts
or something else
i know nothing about



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