The linen

You think sadly about love
as it was in the beginning
immediately in the coastal town
homesickness, ebb and flow

you live there
in the dream hotel of desire
next to a stranger's letter
born of an unhappy marriage

all misguided thoughts let you go
because you are the child of a dream
in indigestible memories
you start a final letter full of despair

letters dance on invisible sheets
the linen of the coastal town is rough
and your sentences stutter awkwardly
now that you have digested the letter with your heart.

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