Somewhere in Germany...- Epilogue to 'moving on (out).'

[This is what happens when you say more goodbyes than greetings. Last words from the anthology.]

Drowned myself

mercilessly

back to

Dreamland.

Challenge me! Change my

mind!

you’ll be the

Fool

for eternity!

build a Garden

build a Home.

Nothingness

so hot so

pointless but still

we follow the

Marigolds.

Keep them safe

padlock, please,

bury the saw!

go Home

let the dog

out.

(come Home

now).

Tiredness looms

once more.