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Of course you’re not dead
otherwise your beard hairs
wouldn’t be sticking to the razor
that’s lying next to the soap dish
on the washbasin and otherwise
the woollen pullovers lying
in an untidy heap
on your side of the wardrobe
certainly wouldn’t smell of you
besides your voice is right there
on our ansaphone
I’ve probably listened to it eleven times this morning
and all eleven times you’ve promised to call back anyone
who says something after the tone as soon as possible
and the reason you haven’t done so in my case
is of course because I didn’t record anything
or perhaps you were busy with something else
I really mustn’t be so impatient
what’s more your passport with what is quite obviously
your photo is lying where our important papers
always lie, in the top kitchen drawer
you know that as well as I do
only yesterday I looked there and oh yes
in that photo you’re surreptitiously wearing your quirky smile
something which according to the local authority officials
you’re apparently not allowed to
but fortunately you couldn’t care less about that
so it we wanted to
we could today still
be able to pack our suitcases
to go off travelling together.
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