Some matters matter
Especially good manners
Mean a lot to the poet
Who did the utmost to clean
The bedsitter
He shares with his spouse
For the second time since
He returned from Rehab
As a changed person
But not in his faculties
But to merge his physical
Inadequacy merging his slogan:
A healthy mind in a healthy body.
Nothing new since Greek antiquity
You might say
Indeed! But you still need to get
To the consciousness level
Feeling that you actually doing it!
Nothing better!
Since the poet has taken up
Nordic Walking
He’s leaving his imprints behind
All over the Viennese walking trails.
The moving body will write all
And having written its poetry
About moving like a butterfly
Will move on
Across the network of pathways
In between the famous vineyards
Of the Kahlenberg
And neither your accusing voices
Nor silly accusations thru’
Domestic differences
Will lure the poet back to cancel
A single line
Neither scissor-squeezes
Nor all acidy belittling of his
Literary efforts
Will erase one word of it!
Not one word.drow eno toN
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ZJG-POetry’18.
