El Poste

It's six o'clock, I leave work
head to grab a coffee
I take a shared taxi
and as we pass by a hotel, I saw her leaving with him

Hastily, I got off
but I couldn't catch the car she got into
It's ten, maybe she's already home
but today I won't make it

The streets are so sad
I still can't believe it, but I saw her with him
I didn't notice what car it was
or jot down the license plate number

and I stayed
standing by a pole, smoking
a dog came and barked at me
crying, I reached out my hand
and the dog licked it

and I stayed
standing by the pole, crying
crying and smoking, and the poor dog
stayed by my side

It's eight in the morning
I didn't make it to work
the traffic is jammed
everyone's running senselessly, where will I go

I feel like forgiving her
going incognito, playing dumb
It's noon
I sat on the sidewalk

there I thought it's not possible
to share my bed with her, I won't go back
let her stay with the guy from the car she left with
I didn't even jot down the license plates anyway

and I walked
away from that pole
the dog also followed me
playing with my hands, it took away the anger

and I returned
to the same pole, smoking, smoking, smoking
until the dog
turned, looked at me, and left
turned, looked at me, and left