much that we twirl

much that we twirl/ much that we stretch our masks
to cover our shadow weary with dancing
the time will come
when we see the man next door
and know him to be us
rocking fate’s progeriatric


a cheerless minuet
breaks the fall sky downtown

much that we twirl
much that we stretch our masks
the time will come
when we see the man next door
and know him to be the old bard

"Oricât ne-am roti" - traducere în limba engleză de Mihaela Aurora Christi