We run and laugh when we see each other
from afar
We don’t speak one single word
I just bite his soft chubby neck and he
opens his mouth
wide
full of tiny white baby teeth
and giggles
Leo & me
We salute each other with growls and
chuckles
And spin out until we get sick
(I do feel way more sick and for a longer
time)
and then try to hold one another like old
friends
after a wedding
My friend Leo & me
We try to communicate the best we can with
the world
failing considerably most of the times
(he is way more successful than me also in
this matter)
and improvise songs like
hey hey banana banana
when the not so cold, dark, dark night
falls over this arid and somewhat gloomy disappearing town
in which we both live
We walked hand in hand in silence
Around the market square
Checking out (with huge eyes) the photos on
the stands
The beer cans from all over the world
The Chinese red lanterns hanging from the
ceiling
I try to help him whenever I can
And sometimes he jumps on my arms
And rests his glowing head in my shoulder
Making me feel like a long lost crestfallen
Peter Pan
Hiding in a bunker
with the last member of the Lost Boys Gang
Leo calls me out when I am already walking
home
And comes to me driving his wooden pedal
less bike
While I stand and wait for him at the gates
When he arrives
he just extends his arm,
I bend,
and he hugs me goodbye
Then he leaves again back to his mother
His little feet not even touching the
ground
His blonde head shining under the street
lamps in the park
Leaving me breathless
Standing like a drunken fool
Trying to get a hold of what has just
happened
And swallowing a deep tide of tears
That make me feel
Out of place and time
Even though I am (almost) 40 years older
than him
Fragile like a drained tree leaf
In the winter night
Dissolved in the funnel of the street and
the infinite subway
But with the odd sensation that I could die
with
a smile
on my face
