Umbrella

no one compares to anyone
even if they look like
even if they disappear
even if we say yes.

all faces become nobody
all voices echo in vain
all lanes are on the same train
we will all convince ourselves of this

nothing multiplies nothing
no one occupies someone's eyes
the flight is always infinitely short

the hollow is always deeply raw
the echo is always ridiculously naked
we follow the signs to nowhere...

PAR