Fake Passport
The woman shakes a blanket from the window
The blanket slips off her hands spreads in the air
slowly orderly horizontally The woman looks on smiling
she jumps on the blanket off the window The blanket becomes
heavy closes like a sack hovers and stops This sack is
lifted by a calm man going upward to the sky
in wide strides He also knows that he lied
For that reason he has turned his back toward
the big door of the printing company from where
three newspaper sellers come crying without newspapers
Manolis Aligizakis 