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Sometimes it’s easier
to close eyes and imagine
being somewhere else
when there are too many things on the list:
brush your teeth, eat breakfast,
go to work, buy local,
invest and keep count:
how will you get by when you’re old?
Sometimes it’s easier
to imagine being somewhere else
when there are too many things on the list:
keep yourself updated about the global situation
and technological innovations,
be politically correct,
at the same time have empathy and be funny,
remember to recycle,
remember to read
newspapers and literature,
be a good friend and mother,
sister, brother, grandparent
and be aware
that the best of us
bicycle even in the winter
When there are too many things on the list
like an unknown threat
I freeze to the road
as a deer in the headlights
I don’t fight, I don’t flight, I become numb
When there are too many things on the list
I rather play dead
Reduce your carbon footprint to nonexistent,
or at least pretend that you do so,
change to an electric car and wind power,
glide forward, spend holidays nearby,
always prefer recycled,
as long as the product is trendy,
don’t admit that you’re
a person of double standards
who talks a lot
but does nothing
and while you still have time,
pick the cherries from the cake
and peel the cream
until the last call
and the last beer,
for life is a feast
Human is the only animal,
that can imagine:
I want
I dream
I have the right to
I have the freedom to
do whatever I feel like
do whatever I want
and I want
to live a versatile life
Human is the only animal,
that can imagine
it’s natural to want to
be somewhere else
last call and last beer
life is a feast
Wind howls in the yard
ash tree flings its branches
an ant journeys to nest
and a fern weaves its roots
to the side of the stonewall
I guess they never count to ten
or spin in the circle of worries
so, that they can’t fall asleep
Sometimes it’s easier
to close eyes and imagine
being somewhere else
close eyes
as one would have disappeared
completely