
the outer wall of my present house is blue
same as the outer wall of my family home
although I wouldn’t call it family
only an anguish environment
where I grew up
like all of us, I had no choice
as now, by choice
living in these walls
where all the torments returned at once
uninvited, uninitiated, not tempted, distorted
but I believe the worst
is already behind me
this dicey veil of their shame
projected on to me
like everything that shows up for the first time
with the power of lightning
and then refuses to let go
until we are finally prepared
to fight this despair
thrown at us by surprise
or rather, step by step
in our lifetime
and these tiny bits of stones
have built this blue wall
over the years
in our head
finally becoming
a room with a sea view –
free space for free thoughts
not stifled by any bad word
hatched in the former primeval blue walls
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November 2022
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