A frigid day. To mingle. Different ports. Disorderly routes. Reflecting a gray sky. The colour is lost. Inhospitably the rain smell. It drags the steps. Slowly. Bringing. Filling with image. Without a heart. A sound. A siren. A temptation. The modern world. Flabby. Easy. The joy does not does not belong to it. It is orphan to light. Without the flame to be shared. Meant to stay in misery.
A politician that spreads lies. No one lives. Advertising. Next please. The silence dresses the weather. Like a hermit. Among many.
