In A Square Circle
written by: Ionuţ Calotă
I wake up scared at night
and hesitatingly open the fridge
to see if it is still alive.
It seems to me that it is getting colder,
that I am getting blind when you are turning off my light
I am saved only in the morning
when I am shaving
and I can see instead of my beard,
I grow grass.
Someone has been calling me insistently,
for a few days
to give me explanations,
to sell me shadows.
I go out in the street to look for That Someone
I can’t find him
so I am petrified between the statues of the cold traffic lights
that gossip in all colours.
I know that one day I will write you a poem
without any words
This news is shocking
That Someone is coming out of the TV
And eating my dinner.
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