Happy Easter !
We came here, you & I, hearts afire. Unaware of each other & our vulnerabilities … adorably aghast with the very idea of future perils.
How is it such that we two became one ?
Against each other.
Perhaps I was drunk when I joked about it. Did my flippancy ring true ? To the part of you you hate ?
I never heard you scream.
Only wondered whatever universes I must have missed while watching you die.
Perfect little petals now form on perfect little stems. And you & I … are not.
Solo on this continent: tango silenced.
Not like lovers … stallions & goddesses who pranced & prayed upon boundless bountiful (what musical magical magestic) wet craggy cliffs …
But like Heads of State. Immortal. Agate.
What’s that word you say I always get wrong ?
(genau)
Oui … Danke, Darling 😉 xo
Who speaks on Basel trams anyway ?
XO
AS
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