Nothing is


Nothing is

Others have already said
but I'll repeat it: Nothing is forever ...
Not even this disguise,
my naked body,
that I jealously guard
in view of everyone.

I have dreamed everything that I am
so as not to leave empty the lines
where the other should go:
the other, the real one.
Dreamed that I'm stuck in mountains of water.
My house uprooted, floats
adrift in the current
towards a precipice.

DNA of escape
inherited from my grandfather.
That's why I sent you my nudes
closing the door.

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