of summer pull everyone up
into the still wild blue ethers
above the earth so we all
want to run away or take
a vacation or lose ourselves
even if only unconsciously:
we feel ashamed of our shortfalls
which makes honesty extremely
challenging for everyone as well:
isn’t death itself just a long vacation
filled with seminars and concerts
long walks and windy silences
camping on a beach of stars:
don’t we all want to go back
to being mere ideas grand
and clear and strong ideas
of ourselves at least for a while
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