Luminous companion, she climbs
through his window,
finds him on the stairs,
his mind besieged
by familiar shadows.
***
He begins drowning.
She cannot save
either of them:
there are no more
lifeboat-shaped words
to hold onto.
***
The hot clothes in the drier
embrace and let go –
he can’t remember when it was
they were still together.
***
The gulf, unchanged, unchanging,
between the shoreline of the present –
and the horizon of what once was,
might have been.
- Eduard Burle
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