melting.

the snow is melting. 
the last icicles are playing water-dropping games.
i remember the summer and your white shirt. and i thank God. 

we did it :-)

here it is

i once made a gracious tiger 
out of an orange sheet 
he said: the paper ashtrays 
you no longer need

and so i go
turning memories into bones
the pictures save
the pictures talk
but if i want to reach
the healing hold
i surely need more chalk

so time can float
at its fastest speed
but what is worth it
we will keep

you see i see no need for invisibility
golden is the stone you carry around

gracious grateful

the gracious tiger
is on his jump
out of the forest
to be heard

no stars in war
no moving toys
no backwards driving laughing boys
he came to take the light reverse
to clear his shiny fingernails

and here his understanding fails
here he hides his wooden rails

no chocolate cakes
no second takes
just go as far as it breaks
just go and take the light reverse

ice cream day - muddy snow afternoon - goodnight sleep