In a black and white scene
friends find each other

precisely at 2pm
on a Sunday

when the breeze
coming through
a crack in the window
provokes a pause

they look at
the skyline
and it’s different
from what they
had imagined

a lazy orange
sun is counteracting
the ambition

setting and
laying
a palm
on their back

they share the
same cigarette
as it
becomes darker