The day runs away from me as if it was the night that invades me
I don't demand anything from it
not even the last light rays kissing my cold face of December

in farewell

my hands touch the buch of keys
while my feet corsetted by shoes leave me at the house door

for my escape of the night
that invades me
não lhe exijo nada
nem sequer os últimos raios de luz a beijarem-me o rosto frio de Dezembro

em despedida

minhas mãos tacteiam o molho de chaves
enquanto meus pés espartilhados nos sapatos me deixam à porta de casa

para que fuja da noite
que me invade

by Armando TABORDA, 2018

(photo taken from Internet; edited by Armando TABORDA)

(post 1st edition, 2018; 2nd edition, 2020)