Back from the other hemisphere
again
My feet swelled to
three times their size
for once
I have slept for about
three days
again
I cried when I left
I felt like I knew
what I came back to
even though it was not the same
So I rearranged things in the flat
We cleaned
We unpacked
It is grey and cold
The snow is gone
I still feel lost
I still feel
like I am hanging from
someone else’s hook
I’m not sure anymore
I dream I have something
but it never materialises
or others steal it
I am full and then empty
I am doing so much
and achieving nothing measurable
I don’t want to do anything else
I fear my life will continue
in this fish bowl
I don’t realise how
long life can be
reaching journeys and living destinations
Making deductions
and going full circle
Trying to get somewhere
but still being
here