“Guests”

Our television set broke,
last month,
the whole month
of April,
until awhile ago,
but
now it radiates
an aura of show business,
dry talks,
laughter sends waves of madness,
eerie and puzzling.
Oh, how I longed for such appliance,
to provide us,
in comfort,
things,
but my senses accustomed
to silent reveries
and light discourses,
cannot quite compensate
with such commotions,
of witty guests,
in our little sala.