eine übernachtung

kedungu, august, 2026

dragonfly

how to call the other me

if the you in you

remains unseen

we become one to us

as distances fade away

for now

for now

here in this room

sun inches on the wall

pool plunges into

listening

across the paddies

cries of children

from the courtyard

true

we are the left behind

where inside a poem

shelter is being offered

strangers

stay for the night

in the end

there is more to the

feast of ants than

than eyes can see