i who wait for myself

i who wait for myself

i who don't appear

again today i turn a page of the sea

throw away a tight-lipped dead calm

the day not quite dawn the beach white

a mothers barren womb

a broken oar

i who wait for myself

i who don't appear

again today i turn a page of the horizon

throw away a snake's too light slough

the day not quite dawn a useless parasol

a suspicious laugh

cold fried food

i who wait for myself

i who don't appear

again today i turn a page of the sky

sweep together and throw away all the sooty stardust

the day not quite dawn the grass full of hanging tears

i leaf and leaf through a calendar

yet i don't appear

i who wait for myself

world of imaginary numbers

love without arms