Finished and done with

Friday, 7th of December 2018

The cat is hem on attention today, so stroke

the bony head. she rolls over onto her back, scratu

the chin. she grabs the stroking hand with her

claws, front paws and proceeds to hack with

her rear legs and claws.

Painful, and there is blood.

cats are predators, she probably only meant it

as a game, a realisation of instant. Now

she sits there looking confused.

Find a plaster to cover the bleeding scratch on

the back of the hand, there were the feline talons

scraped. There is one in the small cabinet

on the wall.

Leave the house, it is thirty five past six,

the streets are empty but for one man.

Walk around the small wooden huts in the

main street, there is a resinous smell of

cut spruce and pine, this is from the greenery

attached to the front eaves of the huts for

decoration. Hurry on, pass the bakery

shop with its odours, and say good

morning to dolores in the bus shelter.

The bus arrives, pay the driver and sit down.

There is a young woman wearing torn

jeans in the back of the bus.
The weather

is warmer again.

Later on, in the train, there is

another one, with a pair of trousers ripped

over the knees.

A strange fashion.

The train moves off. A young woman

speaks rapidly over the speaker system,

welcoming new passengers, wishing a pleasant,

journey:

Now the train is rushing through the dark

landscape with points of light here and there

from buldings and street lamps on either

side of the route-The lights inside the

carriage are a diffused yellow with a

strong tinge of green. They are fluorescent

tubes.

And now the train will reach Moosburg,

it's one stop before Freising.

This journey will only be taken for another

year, at the most.

Then it will be fineshed and done with.