lørdag 2. april 2016

Live, you say, in the present; Live only in the present. But I don't want the present, I want reality; I want existent things, not the time which measures things. What is the present ?



Sometimes I have wanted
to throw you off
like a heavy coat.

Sometimes I have said
you would not let me
breathe or move.

But now that I am free
to choose light clothes
or none at all

I feel the cold
and all the time I think
 how warm it used to be.


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