Zywa
Two trees in the woods
The four of us cycle
to the woods, not that far
We split at the junction
Arne knows the path, he points:
further on there is an open space
let's go, there are two trees
with a kink in the trunk
The last piece we walk
and wheel the bikes
We could have sat down
at the path, but he wanted
to go here, for no reason
You see? That's all he says
He falls over backwards
and looks up all the time
Nothing will come of this - two trees
in the woods so I just tell him
that I have to go home
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