5 aprile 2012


I work at the market
and my till is not the fastest.

I go to the library sometimes
as I used to do when I was young.
I sit in the middle of the room, roughly,
and you won't spot me.

I'm usually wearing grey and my face is grey too. 
I rise my head from time to time
when I pause.

Every time I can, I go to Spanish lessons,
even when it's cold, in winter.
When I skip one, nobody notices.

This seems to be the world:
so many people outside
and that one invisible unnecessary microbe.