THE STAR COUNTERS

I am tired.
               See
this city
              —any city you like—
where I have twenty years lived.
           Everything the same.
                                              A child
pointlessly counts the stars
on the neighbouring balcony.
          I start as well...
But he goes faster: I cannot
catch him:
               One, two, three four,
five...
           I cannot
catch him: One, two...
three...
        four...
               five...