in the sea of the city
the boat leaks and you are inside it
there is no fear
for inside you is a lifesaver
you swim to
the shore of your comfort zone
and take a look
finally at the boat
that sinks
gobbled by all the mouths
of the people
whose faces you cannot
recall anymore
they are
taking nothing from you
as you have none
to boast anyway
when you go home
you tell her about it
she says nothing
knowing you
from the very beginning of that
page of the novel
that you have written
which she has read
after your
wedding
the house is warm
and the air from the sea
begins to blow
the light in the room
is switched
off
and shadows
recently gone begin
to moan
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