But how come that I knew

No other direction than to the river?

How come that I started singing like in trance 

And still my mind was restless?

How come that I stayed at that bridge for so long

Imagining, desiring?

How come my weight was held

By nothing but four fingers?

How come I imagined every detail and desired

But my fingers held so tight?

The roaring sound of a car approaching

Was what brought me back.

And I ran away

Faster than ever

Tears streaming down my face.