

Four fifty a.m. The corridor is dark.
The elevator knows
me
now. Twelve sunbeds. Eleven rivals.
One towel. Mine.
The towel is down.
The towel is down.
Position secured.
The towel is down.
(the towel is down)
Herbert from Dusseldorf tried on Tuesday.
Herbert failed.
I have not seen the sea.
I have not touched the pool.
I sleep at nine
to rise at four.
This is my holiday.
I am winning it.
The towel is down.
The towel is down.
(the towel is down)
My wife asks why.
There is no why.
There is only the towel.