So very little time Poem by Roberto Amato

So very little time
to write to you

eternity has shrunk
and my wife is taking me away

she too
is a very tired looking woman:
she no longer feels like
letting me visit every corner of the earth

but if I tell her to leave me here
(where I could write to you in peace and quiet)
she livens up
tells me there is no quiet in peace
and that I am an indolent man

she says
I've got nothing in my head
but the thought of finding a lover

Translation: 2017, Matilda Colarossi