1
I once read ,
‘Nothing in the world is single’
I will concede ,
‘The mountains mingle with the river’
However , Text ,
The peaks are isolated from
The depths of the trenches.
In your discourse
who are to claim that ,
‘In one spirit meet and mingle,
Why not I with thine?’
2
I once read ,
‘I said it would be dark, & he said he hated daylight.’
‘I said it would be lonely, & he said he prostituted his mind talking to people.’
‘I said he was mad & he said God preserve him from sanity. (God certainly will.)’
I concede , I too hate the light ,
I concede , he was mad ,
But … I envy that difference
3
I once read ,
‘in language there are only differences’
I concede , to this difference ,
It is in my nature .
So , I beg ,
Leave me !
Leave me ,
To my Østerrike!