Montag, 1. Februar 2016

Bowie

Somewhere
I' ve read,
that back in his early
days in
London,
he used to sit in a teahouse
near Waterlow Park
in Highgate (not the 
rich part of Highgate)
and write.

Moments of peace at the beginning of a great career.

I used to do the same.

Write.

Not knowing he was right there, decades earlier.

Somewhere 
I must have those poems.

Somewhere 
buried under
papers and more
poems.

That he also will never be able to
read.





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