Zywa
Playing
I have become old
and I can only play
with my thoughts
the rest is too stiff
But don't be mistaken
it is pleasant to feel
in today's warm wind
what it is like
to stand on the jetty
in a thin dress, waiting
without the need
to do anything
but enjoy, flapping
in the sun, while I
can see now how
it all will continue
My crush and the child
who embraces my leg
the same child next to me
with her own child
on her arm, our feet
in the surf, breathing
one love, three women
with wild hair
just like on the mountain
where I throw up the ashes
into the world, that's how I play
my life together
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