as every day, differing in detail, but overall similarity

Tuesday in April.

the mobile phone lights up, starts its music.

Time to get up, undress, go to the bathroom,

shower, wash the teeth, no brush them!, and

shave off the stubble of the last few days.

Take a pill for the mind, see that the glasses

are clean, and let the strangely silent cat out.

• And comb the still damp hair, put on the

Jacket leave the house, down the alley,

pass the building site, progressing slowly

now, it will be months before they are finished.

walk diagonally across the big street in the

pedestrian zone, pass the perfume shop,

pass the discount bakery. Through the gate,

there is the bus shelter ahead, Ddolores,

Dolores, on her way to work, she is there

almost every day. Later, about five minutes

later, the teacher arrives, maybe he is a

teacher, maybe he just looks like one.

He starts to make pictures of the Town gate

using his mobile telephone.

The bus arrives, pay the driver, and

sit down on the seat. Later, watch

Dolores leave the bus, the bus lurching

about as it comes to a halt at the

Hofangerweg stop. She, and another middle

aged women leave the bus, heading for

work, or home, at whatever.

The drivers way of driving is most

unsteady, the bus jerks, gorks, and wobbles in a most uncomfortable way.

At the station there are a few smokers

and drinkers standing about on the square.

First cigarettes, first bottles, first light.

Coffee at Yormas cafes, the girl who says

Alice is on duty today, she does not waste time in the dismal cafe,
with the same guests as always sitting around, letting the time pass untill their train comes in, untill their

work begins.
Similar procedures as every day, differing in detail, but overall similarity.

On the streets in a car, all these people would vanish to blurred figures behind windscreens,

all become one with their machines. They would cease to be really human,

You will never meet anybody when sitting in a car.
People become reduced to machines there

On the bus at last, to work, the sun risen over Munich Airport. the airport is behind the trees.