surfing down
memory wave
a big one
Fred’s running
underground in a tuxedo
friends playing
drum and bass
too many details
my old me
realized right now
music and imagery
dialogues and looks
my young me
couldn’t comprehend
now it makes sense
40 years later
woke up and learned
connecting the dots
poked by accident
by an unknown artist’s
new album*
* «Canal» (2025) by Delachute
in the flow
and off
running around
with 1.000 destinations
cascading paths
loop like
only interrupted
by the glitch
the new one
in my mind
Opening scene
not Verona but a city
between invisible tears
and discounted books
My heart set on fire
by your instant joy
about printed letters
and amazing words
Between yiddish writers
and russian poets
a little red book
by an english man
Let’s hope their story
isn’t ours, not a drop
but their hearts
are welcome, please
… and again
your joy
a delight
and a fiery heart
7:53 AM
on the way
to work
A Girl
from outta time
covered in a blanket
Just a cheap
just a dirty
blanket
Wearing it
like a shell
for protection
Wild hair
dirty face
dirty bare feet
Eyes down
frightened look
searching for cover
Image of her
sticking
klicking
in my mind
Ragged
wild
neglected
What happened?
may I ask you what day it is? which one? this day. today. I need to know. I have to be here on the first day. on the first of the last …