Silence. Repetition. Rhythm.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Jetlag.
Late at night.
Awake. Or early morning.
Stumbling through a dark and unknown apartment
Trying not to stir the neighbours.
And success is the need for a cup of coffee
But satisfaction in the boiling of water
For a drink of chamomile.
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