Archive for October 3, 2016

How do I know

How do I know
when time is right,
what matters most,
how to express?

I have forgotten those skills
the eighties
and a funeral

when all was for granted
and I took it as such.
A hand on my knee
would mean: let us go,

but how do I know
what it means in new language,
on a double reclining chair
and my feet losing ground?

There may be a sign
but I’ll probably miss it,
these times are confusing
but I’m up for part two.

How do I know
that I’m alright for living,
and my stumbling on
will be a marching again?

(Whitby, 29 September 2016)

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