Roberto Bolaño: “Solitude”

Solitude

Does it amuse you that I write in the third person?
Does it amuse you that I tell you sometimes
that in a hundred years we’ll be completely alone?
I know nothing about you except you’re my sister
In cold apartments near the Gothic Quarter
Sometimes listening to the rain
Or kissing
Or making faces in front of the mirror

Roberto Bolaño

Translated from Spanish by Paul Weinfield, © 2016
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