Picking dry
And crispy paintflakes
Off a large, white
bricket wall
while i stare
out of my window.
Stare at my neighbour's balcony.
- old bullet holes.
Behind wild botany.
On the outside
Of the penny marked
punks are selling
black&white fanzines.
She buys one,
walks on by
to another.
Black&white.
The women meet,
Black&white,
The women kiss.
Doodelei.
Shy, polite
you show me yourself.
Forgetting regretting,
But conscientiously humble.
You, you tell about your past.
And with open arms
You listen to mine.
