Egress

You walked out of your own house

on your own feet

the same as you left

your own daughter

Every time I got close

on the west side

your east side

fought with me

like on the war front

You have started this battle

at the time of the construction of the cannon

from old metal sleeves and pieces of wood

conjunct

with your inability to change

this stream of thought

taken from the previous century

Only at the end of life

you cared about

slow personal progress

not just on the development

of your property

which sounded dated

considering having

two daughters

but I figured it out

that it was the only art

in which you allowed yourself

to be involved

because nothing else mattered

just a house, a garden

car, food, and drink

Even if no one was around to see

and keep you company

you seemed

to be contented with it

finally reaching the ground

where you could feel like a real king

of your own land

caressed with your hands

with tenderness

you must feel once

long forgotten in your atherosclerotic veins

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November 2021

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