The Hurried Reader

Why have you come here,
reader?
You have torn
this book open
and you dig frantically in its pages
searching for
who knows what treasure
hidden in the sand
Do you want to cry
or to laugh
Do you have no one else
to talk to
Is your life
that empty?
Then close this book quickly
Keep it away from the alarm clock
and the medicine cabinet
Let it ripen
in the sunlight of desire
on the branch of beautiful silence

translated by Max Winter


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