That other life
She casts her shadow with interruptions
And this is how it manifests itself
It goes by, it forms, and is extinguished
It grows on one side
It narrows and expands
Again, and again
In a replay
As I observe her
I don't know if it's been a moment or a lifetime
Seeing only what glimmers
In a replay
So familiar and so distant
She passes in front of me for the first time,
Unknown and full of questions
But I look at her lying down
As if I've met her, as if I've gotten used to her and she doesn't impress me anymore
One shadow covers the other
But which is the oldest, the darkest?
Which is the one whose whole shape will fit
Which is the one to be formed entirely on the opposite wall
From where the blocked light comes through
From the keyhole
