WELLS AND PEOPLE

We had our wells within our houses.

We drank well water, washed,

kept a certain order,a cleanliness. One night

someone got up and emptied his cup of poison

into the well. After that, each got up

in turn, one by one, and emptied out

his cup of poison. When day broke,

no one would drink water. Until, Finally,

the stairs sank into the well. The inhabitants,

went up on the roof and remained there motionless

for hours with open mouths in hopes that a drop

of rain might fall.The itinerant photographer

passed by on the street below. He did not see them.

He was looking at the death notices stuck on the pillars?

and on the large doors of the shuttered shops.