You have kept to the schedules
Of the so called ‘Öffis’ (Public
Transport) – Bus. Subway.
Now the Badener Bahn.
It’s a one way ticket
Reduced for Senior citizens.
But the ticket machine needs
Your fast action
Yet time for payment is not
Good thing the poet had allowed
Enough time for that.
Amazingly – the poet’s spouse
Was at ease at his departure
So departing without tension
Is a new experience for the bard.
Traffic flow is steady
But with less emphasis on keeping
Strict time: The Summer-mode.
OK. Muggy. Low pressure system.
You can smell the water in the
There’s climatic change
As it had always been.
Certainly we are short of good
Healthy water and bottle icebergs.
I looked the other day into a mirror
As I studied my face magnified
In the bathroom of a well-to-do
I came across a photograph
When I was a boy.
Well – As a boy I couldn’t imagine
How I would look when I was
As I never thought of getting old.
But then somebody said
‘You’ll get as old as your mother.’
In that case I’ve still seven years
To go. If all goes well. Perhaps even
A few years more.