Bridges are no riches
anymore, they don't offer space
but rush
over my head, they separate
people and confine them
to an island without energy
a void that exhausts me
and that I cannot fill
with the contacts I make
over all the bridges
with which I make shift
for lack of time
to go out the door
and explore my island
a while without agenda
having casual conversations
and meet neighbours
who I can touch
Sep 25, 2019
Sep 25, 2019 at 2:41 AM UTC
Bridges are no riches
anymore, they don't offer space
but rush
over my head, they separate
people and confine them
to an island without energy
a void that exhausts me
and that I cannot fill
with the contacts I make
over all the bridges
with which I make shift
for lack of time
to go out the door
and explore my island
a while without agenda
having casual conversations
and meet neighbours
who I can touch
Collection “Different times”
