at the end of the day
i’m not that far away
                from home
where does that come from
the longing for the end of a road
it has a lot to do
well, i don’t have a clue
i only know
i’m here to show
my deepest exhaustion
without any caution
i might probably fall
into the next brick wall
fortunately, i’m sitting in a train
                again
started at twelve
put my belongings onto a shelf
now it’s almost six
where are all the chicks
seriously, i’m joking
right now, i’m dining
having some food
rises the mood
but the most important item to consume
on this afternoon
                                (not a clean rhyme, i know)
is a very strong black coffee
without sweet toffee
something to kill the headaches
change them to stomaches
from the chilly i had
and the long time i sat
outside it’s already dark
not even the tiniest spark
swirls its way to my eyes
there are probably spies
officers in plain clothes
what was that tram again I chose
back home i missed
my final stop so i persist
went on and flew
still hadn’t got a clue
                but coffee
lots of it.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2024