16/09/25

Rocking boat rocking chair

swing bench, tree swing, swing chair ahwhe
probably also just the age
with all of us over 60: there is 
swing, swing, rock, rock in a rocking chair
compassion for each other hm hm
.
I am amazed at my little strength
for things that used to take no effort
or it's the scribbles that drain my energy away
away, hm hm
.
it is oppressive these days
hence my headaches
hence my stress
.
i should think 
about the cool moonlight
and my thank goodness
Netflix
.
what was it again
that me old dad once wrote
.
close your door
write on it like Irma Stern
do not disturb
I'm working
.
not yet recovered
do not even want
to go ​​for a walk again
.
since 2000, I have been sick 
so many times
and beaten about the bush
.
half yes, an invalid type
I need to rest 
a lot
.
I have
adjusted
I got lost

in poetry

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