Monday, May 20, 2013

Nuremberg Pink Moon

Rainy day in a land chock full of them.
Off of the train, solo, for a wander,
Altstadt mixed mit neustadt due to the bombs.

Into a store, up the escalator.

Through the bins, found what I was looking for!
Underneath my felt hat, over my ears
Go headphones, sharing the Suicide's songs:
I saw it listen and I saw it say...


Stranger in a strange land amongst the ruins
Ostensibly deaf, mute, illiterate.
Oddly at peace, comfortable, self-possessed,
An ocean away from everyone else


Swathed in mournful beauty and constant mist,

I make my way across the cobblestones.
I need only know what's inside my head:
beauty and truth and self-contentedness.