A Straight Line

A straight line, nothing more,

A firm line

Between the two sides of the page

And the chance of saying :

One side or the other.

But, on the contrary, paper is absorbent,

The place of the line is taken by a colony

Of earthworms creeping

From one side to the other

Through the ground ploughed by the nib,

Trembling and irresolute,

Still cutting their way out,

Dissolving border and ink.

The moral :

Do not ask the executioner

About the difference between good and evil.

English version by Gabriela PACHIA