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Month: February 2023

A traveller’s meandering mind

A man in a beige tracksuit
next to two from Southeast Asia
I wonder what your stories are
I wonder what your stories will become.

You, the lad who’s earlobes are gauging
No, they’re not evaluating
But rather being s t r e t c h e d
Will he then smile from ear to ear?
Man, his coffee was good
I wonder, I wander,
What stories brought him here.

My own story brought me here, to Schiphol
Time travelling or travelling time?
Working hard or hardly working
these are the questions the moment seeks to answer.

Framed ham

An older gentleman
With the battle scars of the elements
Crossed upon his brow

Sat opposite me on the metro
And held in his hands
His hard-worked and tough hands
(No ring adorned)
He softly held
A packet of ham from the supermarket

The same way my beloved holds me when I’m down
When all grey becomes bright and colourful

I hope the famed ham was nice:
perhaps it partook in a good sandwich or two,
perhaps he framed it.