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Grandpa is sitting straight
against post 8,5
his feet in the hole

I am a horse
in the empty place
facing him

dust clouds behind me
and splashing water
I am a flying fish

my fins grow
wings with feathers whizz whoom
I already am on the other side

and back with eagle eyes
beware, I claw you away
before you see my shadow

I do the mole crawl and
with mill sails, I rain
a canal around our fortress
Amsterdam, February 13th, 2017
Poem 1011
Translation of poem 0605. Wisseldier (March 27th, 2016)

With grandpa at the beach
Collection  BloodTrunk