He ran to find his identity
lost or stolen
while he was asleep
it was dangerous in this world not to have her
they can demand it of you
and without her
they drop you off at the next stop
however, delaying the march
among those who carried her identities held tight
as if they were the wallets without which
she suddenly felt free
without having to be the one that should
her steps were new
the gestures of him without mirrors
and her eyes seeing
after so long off.
And if love was a rainbow
And if my shadow was green
And if the wheels of the car were white
And if my good luck was black
And if my mourning was blue
And if my peace was lilac
And if my list wasn't black
And if we put the billiard balls with the black one
And if people married in red
And if bad luck were white
And if the ying was yellow and the yang orange
And if God were purple and the devil was purple.