Wednesday 24 October 2012

haibun

For the third night (and day) the homeless person sits on the same bench by the ball cage. It's impossible to say whether it's a man or a woman. Heshe is covered in so many layers of clothes. Heshe eats, drinks, smokes, read books as I do in the 3rd story flat from where I watch himher on and off. I stand (sleepless) in the early hours of the morning in my undies smoking a cigarette, heshe sits among hisher countless bags sometimes erecting a sky blue parasol as cover for … the world, I guess. At one point a drunk man sat beside himher smoking. I couldn't see if they talked at all. The field in the ball cage is red. Not like grass at all.


                                         at times
                         the upside down tree in the pond
                                         is enough

1 comment:

  1. Heshe sits on the same bench ...
    a deeply moving haibun

    a drunk man sat beside himher smoking

    Keep writing, Johannes!

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