In search of solitude

the river bends while you are not looking

birds return to their nests perched on the tallest trees


morning fog slowly blurs the mountain range

you remember since childhood


you may have difficulty finding your friend

she plays a guitar on the balcony


her house concealed near the river 

when you hear her singing


you know you have arrived

to the voice of the familiar


you will understand the “torment of her heart’

why her desired artichoke-heart isolation


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