I walk on the edge of the cliff.

 Like the rain that leaves you

Like the sun that doesn't warm you

Like the moon rising in your wake.

I walk on the edge of the cliff.

How to swim in dry water

How to drink from empty glasses

I walk with my back to the crowd.

How to choose the loneliest path

The darkest alleys

Lose myself on purpose

From other people's cities

Just to find me

To understand me

How to feel lonely

As I look at you

Like feeling away from your body

As I hug you

How my kisses die in your mouth.

Run away, escape

But give what, by whom?

Only me.

How to make a cat jealous

This always finds a way out

When you want to leave

Where you always find

A few fingers when you want

For petting

How to get into churches

To understand my atheism

How to get into a bar

To check

If I can overcome my alcoholism.


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