i suppose i think that
one day
the curtain will be pulled aside
and you
will tell me the truth about it all
the truth
about the world, as it really is,
what you felt
then and then, and what in fact happened.
i will sit
on the floor with my head between your legs
a thirsty kitten
i´ll lap up the truth, the actual truth.
the knowledge
that there are no contours, no lifebelts,
that there´s no final assessment,
no last word
is beyond me.
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