Where is "HE"
When he abandons me
All my life
Is far away
Where is "HIM"
I love his manly voice
Without him "HE" is nothing
"HIM" is older
I'm wearing his navy sweater
The water of his eyes
Is blue, the blue of the seas of China
"HE" is mysterious
In his stratosphere
Between the two, I wanted
Both
I have a sort of weight in my chest
A sort of spike in my throat
From not having made the choice
"HIM" or "YOU"
The windows are made of wood
And most murderous
Flowing inside of me
"HIM" or "YOU"
Where is "HE"?
When there is no one
The whole town turns off*
"YOU" and "HIM"
My two halves of man
Without them I am
Nothing
"HIM" is so strong
I laugh when he is bored
When he does wrong
Then, I still love him, he says:
That "HE", is in love
Like water is in love with the waves
Without the two of them, I have waves
In my soul
I have a sort of weight in my chest
Tears of Chinese ink
They point their fingers at me
"HIM" or "YOU"
To find inside of myself
Childish shapes
But the wooden horses
Are cold...