Wednesday, January 19, 2011

1000 Places To Eat Before You Die



He now rises early,
he drinks coffee, reading the paper

heating the space with love and radio. Prepare
cups sweet hugs smoking, filling the chest
saints and applause.
yet the sun comes through the windows
but he is in command of the ship. Perfect
everywhere,
hair and shaving,
sleep up to Princess, Queen
is still asleep.

heard somewhere that in other areas, everything is possible,
is why he now is looking at me tenderly
.
Everything smells new uniform, a murmur

warm winter in some years no time now,
some day in the warm home.
I do not care what they say these times of today,
because still nothing changed in that space,
only slightly
my height and a little color in his voice.

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