A few painless moments
  before I wake up...
I'm in granny's flat.
  She says,
she has
  the key
to a Se-
cret 
    Garden.
  It's in her clo-
set.
   There is a little girl
  staying with us...
- For ever? - ask I.
- Ay.
Some young spies
  are listening and recording
behind 
   the window
  with their device.
I shoo them away
  and see their way -
sliding down the ropes.
  Nine metres high!
   The third floor!
Our appartment home
  was built by the German prisoners of war...
When the roar 
 of a plane
  brings me back to my pain,
but I fall asleep again.
  I'm at the dacha
picking up some precious crockery
  from the cupboard in my room
to take it home
  from
1978,
  the year the house was torn
down...

I wake up at last -
 I was happy
  during these moments...
Then - the painful comeback to reality...
  One more day...
Let us pray...

P.S. I want my Eternity
 to be a blissful sleep
  without pain or guilt
and... without me...


Feb. 22, 2024