Paper mug

27th of september 2018

The moon beside the church spire is still full,

still a bright disc on the sky. It is probably

waxing or waning, but it is to early to worry

about that kind of detail.

There are security men unlocking a large

gate beside the guest house at the corner at the

square ly the church. They are small people in

black uniforms, with flock caps on.

go down the Theater street, pass the bakwy shop

and go under the old gothic town gate,

good morning to the boycott on man with

his cigarette, good morning ted chores in

the bus shelter.

Tell out the money for the bus driver, all

tens and twenties, small coins.

When the bus driver arrives, he checks

them all again. Little brassy coins.

Dolores leaves the bus when it stops at

Hofwgerweg, like very day.

And at the railway station, order a large

cup of coffee, a paper mug. sit at the

back of the waiting room, writing these

mates, and wait untill six.

That is the first hour of the day, done.

The small train from Hiihldof is just

arriving, go down the granite stairs.

There are the nehgcous people, selling

their simple solutions for serous problems.

climb the stairs to the platform, and

wait there untill the train has rolled in.

Then board the train, fud a seat.

This whole procedure is due to repeat itsd,

for * every working day in the next

two and a half years.