Only Eileen

Only Eileen Dares to tell me How much I weight ... My self-worth In pounds, And In pennies; In the black market, In EBay, Wall Street, Antic shops, And in cheap and cheek, Bazaars. Only Eileen Knows Who I am, What type of guts I have, What type of breathing habit I have, What type of joke I have, What type of joke I am. She told me All of that So I will not have sunburns And be immune to the cold feeling attacks. She told me all With a closed mouth; With a retreated eyes What I heard Is what I am bitterly Trying to grasp And see. Only Eileen With her unspoken language, Makeup, And soft night Soft dress Dares to face me And let me look down Into my barrel’s bottom. My own real deep sea. Only Eileen Dares to stare at me Ah! … With an eternal glances From the bottom-up And give me My forgotten maps In order to explore ORION CASSIOPEIA VULPECULA TAURUS And others Around SAGITTA. Only Eileen … Can tell... What type of cement, Cement, Bricks, titanium Plaster And concrete I may need … To build myself- ... My house …- Over The one that fell down.