devagar. as tramas de uma rede alva se tingem aos poucos. engolidas por um nanquim cheio de sede, sorvidas lentamente pelo negrume de uma escrita sem rumo, quase louca. poucas coisas doem tanto quanto se engasgar nas palavras, procurá-las em vão, rodar as letras embaralhadas entre as linhas da mão. vida escrita.
força vertical que empurra a fina linha preta que escorre, com pouco cuidado, ao lado dos lábios. é como beber sem querer o encerramento. a tinta absorve a celulose. parada, um domínio ralo. sem reação contra a força intransigente, teimosa, insolente, desvairada. ponto a ponto, o círculo de pigmento engole as fibras. do papel se faz um ponto. final.
"It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don’t matter, anyhow
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don’t know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right
It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right
I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
So I’ll just say fare thee well
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right"
o calígrafo olha para a vitrola que gira ao seu lado. desvairada também. e canta baixinho, quase sem som, para dentro de si mesmo.
