He holds the letter she sent him
he folds it carefully and puts it back in the envelope
he puts it to his nose, but there is no scent
and shuts it into the drawer of his desk.
She stands on the boat
and looked out at the ocean
the waves leap like lazy fish
and she dreams of a country covered in green forests
They sit in their car and cry
their daughter died last night
today the clouds gather
and it rains
He stands in the busy city street
and looks at all the faces
he cannot stand to face the world today
but in bed his fears control his mind.