When we returned from the trip
His
Face indicated that something had ended
The trip had
Indisputably ended
The journey’s end encroached on
Numerous other things that
Seemed to be approaching numerous endings
Let’s go on another trip,
Let’s come back to Italy again,
Chatting like this at the end of the journey
Somewhere deep deep within us
Something had already ended between us
For sometime afterwards we remained within the ending but
One day suddenly he began to talk
I think we should separate
At these words
For the first time a feeling that something was amiss grew in me
Yet for a long long time
I too lived within the ending
An ending at the time that
When I ended it
I felt
That there ought be a new beginning
Between him and me
Being eaten away by our ending
Even things around us one by one crumbled
The oven telephone fridge printer
Glasses all broke, even the window pane broke
The ending of everything continued
Almost new, refreshing
All the endings
Fell around me and collected like snow