I write

Indefatigable fish swim in my head

Desperately searching for an exit

Each day I pick one fish

And take it out.

I write.

The chosen fish spontaneously disperses

Leaving its traces on my paper

Filling my lines with words

And meanings.

I write.

I am left with an extraordinary creation

Unknown to the world

A unique passage

For the mind.

I write.

When I spiral down an inescapable whirlpool

The pressure traps me in despair

And life seems merciless

This is how I cope,

I write.