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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