A Commute

October 2015

leaving & metro & speed train & taxi & two hours
& you,
hello –
we have the afternoon but
we will forget the time
so when the alarm rings
I have 15 more minutes against your chest
afraid of what you will say
more afraid of what you will not say
even more afraid that I won’t say what you don’t say
nothing necessary is said – but
I know there will be goodbye & then
taxi & late train & metro & walking home & two hours  
of you in my head,
goodbye, goodbye,
bye-bye ––

    good.

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