You call from

nowhere: disturb

my peace.

 

We play the

same blockade

your voice resounds

 

mine does the same.

 

You dance your

dance of love

if that’s its

 

name: we’ve

reached

checkmate.

 

What is this

love that can’t

be lived?

 

Two players

crippled on the

stage of time.

 

You call

from nowhere

plead my name

 

but no one wins

this losing game:

this parry.