Like Fernando

I can’t divise myself in two

(l’existence est toujours seule)

but I can leave some

little pieces

behind

your neck

my chest

those trails

pumpkins

sails 

I can grab some pieces and

try to put them together

monotypes of 

colors

and mistakes

Well,

I can’t divise myself in two

or three or four

like Fernando

but

I can leave some pieces behind:

those shops, those objects

tiny cats

little hats

Vivian Maier photographs

holding avocados in my shirt

memories that I’ll never return…

(memoirs

le passé

Peut-je lui trouver?)