Farewells
Years ago
I hid you in the silence
of a view.
Not two days had gone by when
I found you in the bustle
of a verdict
Today I depart
in the chill of a false
impression
Discreet
I take a drag
watch you sign
for another beer
from the other side
of the bar
a little later you
light me up a Newport
and inquire about
meeting
I take another drag,
move between you
and the light
my shadow
is all yours
Sergio Ortiz
