Because I can't look for treasure,
I want to look for a sentence.
It should roll long like the midnight train over the bridge behind my window:
Tdmtdmttdm.
And give me hold until tomorrow.
The, who find a treasure,
are quiet u quiet in the dark,
the, who lose him, loud. Have to scream;
or sulk.
Roll me deeper and deeper into my blankets, search
Security in holes and cracks, almost suffocate
i my pillow. Nothing is tight enough for me.
Long night and short sentence:
And the longing for the midnight train passed
to travel. I say, you travel well!
Who knows, maybe I'll fall asleep.
(5.10.20)
Concentrated, urgent, poetic-pictorial… (?? I almost suffocate in MY pillow??)
Yesterday: Leaves in the river, (pond, where ever) – nice impression!
Thank you! I am glad. And, in the rose garden in Bern …. lived yes 8 Almost right next to it for years.