story

there is a whole story in here

coffee stains from the morning

when minutes seemed

like halves of themselves

and then there is a mysterious smudge

that appeared as if through

an immaculate conception

after ten – for sure

but before one

there is a rip

which you can suspect

came from climbing that fence

there is some beer spilled

and some ketchup

at the top of the sleeve

there are few tears

and you can be almost sure

they aren’t yours

(for eighty per cent?)

there is a sign of a nosebleed

but just a little bit

and there is still

a faint scent of your perfumes

and the aftershave

that is not yours

the same you can smell

on your pillow

- if you ever get home

- if you ever go to sleep

whole story

written on your t-shirt