dry shoes are
becoming
a faint memory

i have come to realize
that it ain't the place but
the circumstances that matter

the stronger light
made the walls
less threatening

would i read labels
i could have spared washing
my hair with body lotion

i am
a prisoner
of water

crossing
the north pole
in my shorts

144 hours
of
daylight

the coffee
smells like the plane
is burning

vom
nudelstrudel
mitgerissen