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Thinking shame

You, because you are here
you must know me
help me

You see, I am disconcerted
all sorts of things
do not fit

I have no drive, no fancy
I have hair on my chin
and spots on my shirt

There is buzz, there are
tiring odds and ends
my body is broken

I dream fragments
I have no overview
help me
Amsterdam, April 14th, 2014
Poem 0228
Translation of poem 0127. Schaamgedachten (February 4th, 2009)
Collection  Pending rain