SHAPE OF ABSENCE XXX
The swing is empty at the Children’s Joy park.
A wooden horse is without its rider at the Luna Park.
A shadow sits absentmindedly under the tree.
A far away unachievable silence bathes in the sunlight
and a pause always rests amid the voices.
The ducks stop momentarily in the pond and
look over the shoulders of the children, behind the trees
there
where a silent, invisible girl passes
with lonely sorrowful steps. She doesn’t return.
A wooden horse leaves its circular movement.
Perhaps it goes to keep company to the young girl
that resides in its own evening, fifth side-street
of the moon,
in that silver dead end with the turned off lampposts.
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