for thomas

To be a kind of poet...
TO WRITE THINGS.
ALONE,
IN THE SILENCE
of your bedroom.

You've choosen this destiny.

Nobody gave it to you.
Pernhaps some genes of your
grandfather, that's me!

So, relax,
and offer to me your next poem.

And, never forget,
write it all alone
in the silence of your bedroom.

This somebody gave it to you.

Pernhaps this man
alone in the dark
like you.

Your grandfather, and that is

ME...