I can do anything to myself
get me stuck in dilemmas
ponder myself sick, activate me
or do nothing and wait
alternately on the couch, my bed
or hanging in the garden
between oak and lime

I can worry
about my health
and you, endlessly
make considerations
and decisions

     At least, if that is true
     because thinking is re-
     flecting, chasing after
     the events, telling myself

     that I have control over myself
     that I can make plans
     about my work and my life
     with you, now that everything changes

     and yet later will turn out
     to have stayed almost the same
     but then without this job
     and without you, only

     the transition is uneasy

Do it, blame me
that you get little attention
It's true

I am
occupied with myself
I'm very well aware

that my life is too short
to postpone

what is important
not only you

also my peculiarities
pleasures, habits
and responsibilities

for my health, at home
with the neighbours and at work
I am proud of it

whatever you think of it
so do it, blame me

that I love myself

My diary is too honest
for your eyes, what's the sense

in reading yourself unhappy
when I'm not there anymore
You may comfort yourself

with my serial of love
and connection, the odours
of the colourful life

I want to extend with might
and main, but you also know
that there's a sword beside me

that I go crazy because of the witches
in my body and the ghosts
in my head writing clauses

in the margins and notches
in your speechless soul
in our eternal love

in who we are

My darling is a mermaid
drifting ashore with the tide
from the hurling waves
in which she braces herself

I let her lie down quietly
until she extends her arms
and forces her hands
to work precisely

as long as the light burns, setting
out signs, water hours, moon phases
and weather forecasts
a map

of her love
I count the series
draw links with a ruler
determine her position

on the ticking coordinates
of the greedy time
Mistakes are not allowed
in the danger zone

Are we still we?
Please take a break
from being busy for
more and more
Do you have some time
do you have some time for me?

You are so good
in what you do
and what you want
not wasting a day
Do you have some time
do you have some time for me?

I hope I'm not intruding
because: I belong with you
I want to be close, I do
because my love is true
Do you have some time
do you have some time for that?

You thought of me
waiting in a queue
writing “soon I'll see
you, love you too”
Do make some time
do make some time for me

Don't run around
please, feel the ground
on which you stand
life is passing
so quickly
so quickly