Intermittence of (or unfinished thought)

Intermittence of

(or unfinished thought)

The weather changed. How

I hate those twists

Snails approach with

numbness, leaving a trail

for the next season

a wet spot on the wall

allows me to know the rain

has been falling

for a while, I hear it

scrolling through

the gutter

and believe

intermittence is a word

describing much, as

rain

snails

and feelings

The line of thought

suddenly

as a telephone signal

breaks

I wanted to tell someone

about the snails

but

I'm left

alone

with their silent

image crossing my mind

slowly

and they are

increasingly.

© José Coelho, 2015