noon
not a drop of
rain all day
so they water this
little patch of grass
***
(airport)
landing in
switzerland
walking through
germany
exiting into
france
***
(signs of london)
with lines from Amy
De'Ath
no pedestrians or other animals
'twas a good year for dresses
do not enter
train when doors are closed
take courage
life is to blame for everything
i let the thames write itself
& let
you be fame's pervert
prohibited street
no itinerant ice cream sales
i'm strongly contemplating it
don't buy
the sun
italian fish & chips
perfectly good services on all other lines
***
(kleinfritz)
last days of april
parched streets
remains of the old
eastern water
pipes on legs above
a few side
walks
how to put words on
a town so amorphous
& a population so
difficult to
envision any
where else?
asparagus
never saw the
rather large banner
saying
petra
ich liebe
dich
in real (such as
it is around
here) life
learning fragments
of a local language
genau
spargel
& that public transport
system forced karl & friedrich
to move a handful
of yards to the east
some more
asparagus
in shorts
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