I Could Be Anyone
The chance to be rescued from a story
which is not yours and you cannot control anyway
doesn't look to hazard but to be something else.
It is rather about a certain mood of being
against what you think you could be,
in a world in which to be something
is less than not to be.
In a huge passage, under the railway station,
in a mirror,
I got a glimpse of me, one from the gloomy days.
we didn't speak to each other,
only quickly exchanged some greetings.
Fortunately, I had already found something to kill time,
drinking a beer among some people who spoke about football.
There was a time when I was writing sad poems
and that is becoming important now,
something which doesn't belong to me any longer.
I keep talking to myself
and to another unknown
in a picture against wall.
I could be anyone of them, but I come from a place
where all these things get color
merely after you become someone
but not yourself.