We belong nowhere
the days that vanish before our eyes
days when we are silent
when the house is lonely, distant from all others
the days when we need nothing
when we hide behind doors
inaudibly moving things
stopping the clocks and
orienting towards the dusk
and towards the need for sleep
this can last for weeks before we wake again
and everything remains as it was before
Translated by Marja and Tihana Hamovič
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