Proverbs
It was neither dawn nor dusk
And in this vapor I found myself by the shoreline
I try to reach you and get nowhere
And from nowhere you strike down on me like lightning
I caught myself staring blankly
I caught myself staring blankly
Made of cardboard
I will be the seawall
If you will be a ladle of fresh lake water
Or on a need-to-know basis
You can identify me by scars and birthmarks
I got a plum stone throat
George Wade figurines
Pistols at forty paces
A daily number in my heart
And a small collection of Mauritanian proverbs
For me
You said
Only you
