Discovery

The road led from one room to another. There were stairs
between them, nothing horizontal, all skies. But in
the new room, closer to the stars, there were two beds
instead of one. Their dreams were separated by the unevenness
of the mattresses. They thought of finding something to balance
their beds ; wood, old cardboard. The streets are full of abandoned
curiosities that can have a new life if they are discovered by
someone looking. If not, they remain stuck in, yet deprived from,
endorsing their old role, finding companionship
in rust, time passing, weather’s detailed moods, solitude
and cats, just like rain. But they got accustomed
to the gap and abandoned the idea.