She besieges her apartment from within
Aiming at a window with a view
Living among the potted plants on the veranda
She gets wound up around noon
Feeling forgotten and forlorn
Until at sunrise she calms down
She is conversing with infinity
Giving space to the absurd
And leaves her name behind
On parchments of a shopping list
She sinks into a weekend depression
Considering the rain and condominiums
With coffee and cigarettes and anything
That language cannot say or hair dye will hide
Looks to the meaning in the bracket between
Two items on the parchments of a shopping list