Like dying footsteps of a Jesus Lizard
Like a Union Pacific boxcar in the middle west
like a shadow on the Kilimanjaro
like a shot in the Bavarian forest’s 150 years ago
like a Navajo in a sandred hogan in Monument Valley
like a K in an italian novel
like the light of a medusa in the deep sea
like whispering in John Cages’ 4.33
like a ray of light rushing through the universe
like dying footsteps of a Jesus Lizard deep in the rainforest
that is the relaxed and comfortable honeysweet feeling
that I feel when I’m alone!
to stay away from everything, being at peace with everything
which poor man is feeling lonely?
the ones which are left without phantasy!
no syllable is wasted
I don’t have to impress someone
or to bore someone
it makes just perfect sense!
at least for me