Once
while sitting in the bathroom
I accidentally touched the water without getting my fingers wet
Although the water was hot,
I felt its warmth in the distance,
but its surface was rather cool
like metal
I tried to make a practice of it
but to do it on purpose, maybe, is impossible
Skin
like a washcloth
absorbs precious humidity so all clouds
were some time urine and sweat of people
with tears, they fell into the ground
and became a river
Perhaps, the worst dream of the water is to freeze forever
A plane is flying in a puddle.
It gets hit by a rock and it becomes a snake
I‘m waiting for it to perish
so I can touch
with the reflection the water
This is the only “between” between me
and the water