Reassuring you

I dreamt of you for the third night in a row

we were in a large audience room, like for a trial

and you weren’t quite yourself at first, you had shaved your eyebrows and your face looked different

we started talking and you complained about my silence, about the fact you could not trust me

and for the first time I let go of my pride, my fears and I replied

I started to talk to you, to reassure you

and meanwhile I balanced the things you had in excess and I had too little of

little by little the people sitting in the room either left the room, or listened and watched approvingly