Look, I couldn't say how it happens
but suddenly my teeth are no longer milk
apparently I'm older
It's a little hard for me to roll on the ground
and then stretch because my bones crack like branches,
overnight you are an orphan
and the whiskers and hair are thinning.
I don't call it old age nor do I call it time although I don't know either
how to name it, but suddenly love fulfills its commitment
leaden day, blue flower, notary's log,
and the music we hear has more whole notes than eighth notes,
and you see yourself complaining about the increase in gasoline
because now magically you understand
that everything will be more expensive in the corner store,
That didn't happen before or it happened to others,
and one promised oneself not without a certain solemnity
That would never ever affect us.
I couldn't say how it happens, but
suddenly the rain becomes necessary
as if all the sympathies of life were drawn in it.
what is this? how was this?
and by the time we fully understand his logic and his face
without knowing how we are leaving
And then someone, somewhere, begins to say:
Look, I couldn't say how it happens, but.