Water

“... si j’avais cinquante-trois minutes à dépenser, je marcherais tout doucement vers une fontaine...”



Perhaps it would be better
And slower,
And clearer,
To have to walk for miles
Steadily,
Mindlessly,

To fetch a jug of water.

And then to walk back, carrying
The seconds,
The minutes,
Preserved in the distance,
Crystallized,
Galvanized,

In the absence of a tap.