Are we here
        To do something stupid
                Or to wait
                        For a miracle?

                                I’m trying to do both
                                Doing something stupid in waiting
                                For something
                                That eventually doesn’t appear

It’s just the drops from the wall
The soft rug of the sound by a single guitar
There are no more drops of rain
So I remain

                        Silent in waiting
                        In taking my bicycle
                        My shadow
                        To roll again

                Home
        Where this tiny trip began
Just recently.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2023