@yngood
No longing, no love, no sadness,
no anxiety, no chest pain,
It’s like you have your whole life behind you
and only half an hour ahead.
Look around and you will probably see:
taxis rattle in the alley,
trees behind the church fence
They rustle over a sick child,
from some unknown distance
the young guard will whistle,
and the senseless roar of the piano
will float over your head.
You won’t understand, but you will feel right away:
it would be nice to have five domes
and the now empty diabase
bequeath your life in half.