Warm eyes filled with celebration
Pizza Napoli semifredda. Egyptian.
I’m not interested in making mistakes.
The trains of track 21
They don’t lead anywhere.
Homeless. Without remorse.
Close to the walls.
Look for me in the storm
When you lose the desperate sense.
In the night where the waters
They permeate existence hears my cry.
Of a heartbreaking defeat.
Don’t just introduce yourself.
We are many but well hidden
And we wait for a new dawn to come.