May the 15’th. Anno Domino 2016.
a poemtalk by Jens-Christian Kjær AKA Ashi.
–
Early, fairly,
my eyes fighting for focus
soft sounds from Livingroom
suggest that the telly is online
low gurgle from a coffee pot
first cup of coffee is poured
after a night’s rest
my senses click on
one after another
the fact that this is
just another day enter
and yet
the fact is that’s not
I don’t actually feel the difference
but, the thought
sixty-five years
burrowed, spent and yes
not payed for yet
better get up
and face the day –
–
the years
come and goes
even without me
