The Next Table
He must be barely twenty-two years old.
And yet I am certain that the same number
of years ago, I enjoyed this same body.
It is not an erotic flush at all.
And it was just a little while ago that I entered the casino,
So, I didn’t have time to drink much.
I enjoyed this same body.
And if I don’t remember where, my forgetfulness means nothing.
Ah, see, now that he sits at the next table
I know every move he makes and under his clothes,
naked, I see again the limbs I loved.
Manolis Aligizakis 