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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The fairytale castle

In a far away Castle, upon a Roof,

you had a story, it would not end or start.

Let me tell you, a story.

Dr. Frankenstein never had clouds in his mind,

or worms, food stamps and meatballs, over there.

He was acting, strange, stranger than strange can be.

Mr. Einstein, almost the same name,

walks different, right and left, and back.

He was too late for the Barber; that’s obvious.

The fairytale Lady, has endless curls in hair,

so beautiful, you almost love to touch.

And then, we have, next to all pavements,

a kind of Tackle, continually between my legs,

I can’t help.

And after that, in the fishes of all Ocean,

I hear a sound over and over again,

in a book on the Table.

There is a mirror in it, you see, easily.

Behind a dimension of the mirror in the book,

a depth was seen, in the Desk.

I see, the dot-dot-dot of her Ink, 

it is dry by now and all that is left, is a pencil.

Very, very simple.

But, can you imagine, from 14:00 till 2:00 AM,

what does it matter, if the Clock strikes 3, 

after 15:00 PM, the birds returned, … ,

the last day in December, until January 2020!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 11, 2020

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10094261-braindead-is-a-term-to-say-you-are-lucky-not

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10094255-when-you-start-all-over-the-next-year-the-past

© 2020 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9098979-there-was-one-thing-i-never-understood

Photograph II : Rooi Pannen, Tilburg, the Netherlands, January 2014

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