My Children

some photographers guard their photographs
like they guard their hearts.
eyes looking forward,
click.
eyes looking over a shoulder,
click.
a clothesline and a horizon,
click.
a cowboy and a wind farm,
click.
click.
click.

my children.
my children.
stay here with me, my children.

because i am those eyes,
looking in both directions.

because i am that clothesline,
stretched between two poles.

because i am that cowboy.

Sky

sky and i became acquainted
in madrid last weekend
and he told me that anything important
should be said in exactly six words ...

... and now i find myself speechless.