Being Alone

Writing your own elegy in a
blocked artery―
 
for a syntactic analysis.
How do I know
 
that dolphin will remember
my name,
my address?
 
It swims silently.
No ranting.
 
Eating nothing― anorexia.
Standing under a tree,
tying the thread round the trunk,
you want to move against
the time.
 
Only a question
remains unanswered.
From where the journey begins?