
Affairs
You’ve settled your affairs with
friends and relatives who
forgot to call you during
festive events, though they always
invite you to funerals
You’ve settled with annoying memories
dreams that never turned into reality
In peace with yourself now
you put on your cap and
walk out of your prison
turn toward the shopping mall
where you’ll meet your pals and
after a game of backgammon
two coffees and three cigarettes
You walk back to your house
for another long, soundless night