nocebo N. 5 . getting smaller and smaller

under this gray sky
time passes
and you thinking
 that
your father is a big fellow
and you
 are getting smaller and smaller

under this gray sky
you
 would like to keep everything under control
fix everything
find space
and time
 for your loved ones

and then as you run faster and faster
you fail to rest your foot
and lose balance
 touch the frame
that falls and breaks
and the glass inside in a thousand pieces
it crumbles

only then
you stop
you would like to find a quiet place
to hide and sleep
and comfort yourself a bit
with the simple thought that after all,
the picture inside
 is still intact
and half the story is still untold

Marco Bo