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De novo

alguém entra de repente. é um ex-amigo ou um ex-amante.
alguém que vem tornar evidente aquele espaço

entre o querer fazer sentido e a vontade de me esconder em mim próprio

é a criança que eu substituí por engano, ou o artigo que eu li mas não consigo lembrar aonde
é o amigo reencontrado
ou encontrado de novo

na expressão "de novo"
a surpreendente ambiguidade entre novidade e repetição.


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