Woman Groping In Train

With great effort

is your shadow that follows me silently and hopelessly hooked me to your neighborhood. Or maybe it's the city, mine on the surrounding streets, shops and bars, but that shows hard as a rock and not left boot. Maybe it's the proximity of each and how far they are. Maybe they are new, never seen before and would not recognize even half. Although surely is that I have no peace of insomniac, and I pay him. Are all the hours lost to just save them. The sense of temporality. It is surely time that passed me and I'm so tired I can not run. Changes are unpredictable and so fast that I can not digest and prevent recreate the past as it did yesterday.
The case is that I was dry of words.