Because you cannot be alone all of the time
you will lie down with others.
Because you cannot be hoarding each moment

The air did not crack in two.
There were no halves, only wholes.
We were surrounded, the trees leaned

I go to the closet to select a tie.
I say to myself what could happen.

A man is teaching his son to play the piano. He tells the boy, the piano loves to be touched.

Everyone is dead, has been dead / for a long time

It is here but the colors
have stayed away. Guests
to no one—they pout inside