random lifesavers n. 2, life is always like this

time passes
 shortens your legs

wind rises
 bends your shoulders

in the storm prey of tremor
little to say
in flood of words
  I will wait
Sun rays above the dew

I'll wait
I still have a lot to learn
explore
unknown corners of silence
under this gray suburban sky

under this gray suburban sky
  life is always like this

Marco Bo