The other one

She is so busy

In checking and testing

Who is she that cause him

to be as a fly at home

Rotating between rooms

Like a humming zombie

His eyes glare apathetic

Screening nothing

She is so angry

Who is this enemy that beats her destiny

This black luck

This ailment

So angry she is asking

She's a checking

Thousands of phone calls

Useless searching

Nothing to found

Go, tell her

That even lonely moon

Appears with two faces

As a coin like a yin and a yang

And this other one

Which she is so looking for

Is no other but -

herself

Her body, her image

With all her equipment

Her ugliness and her beauty

4 May, 2006