she asks:
“How is your day?”
it's okay
but not great
just another day, another day
it resembles thousands like it
darkness against the light bulbs
the computer screen
the evil chair
the stupid keyboard
one hundred documents awaiting to be read
I have the figures
the number of deaths in G., at hospital X
this was year 2007
gun shot trauma: three eight, not too bad
body injury, irritation, trauma: six zero
heart failure: eight three
car accidents: eight nine
other reasons: one four six
to breathe
to breathe
to breathe
I really am only a fish
that’s trying hard to breathe
out here in the cold air
tell me where the door is
the doorway by the beach
that leads back to the eternal sea
back to the waves of you and me
::: ::: :::
Picture: A door is never just a door
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Breathing -- is good...
ReplyDelete//there are things that are known and things that are unknown
ReplyDeletein between, there are doors //
but who keeps the keys ?
so nice to read you again and again
maybe you are a master key for us all ...