Drowned in vocabulary
we sneak between words
like the much too close shelves
of a huge library where
we got lost
feelings, our ideas are outdated
the vocabulary needs greater attention,
words fly, no one knows where
they will land, in someone‘s yard, on someone‘s desk
and will give us away
following those words whoever they are,
will find and confront us
for lack of ideas
for altering feelings
for what has become of us
with or without a pardon
knight in armour made by anti words
are riding the new horses power,
your family is asking you not to interfere,
life is more valuable in critical times –
only the hermit on mountain top
got away between two letters
N and O
NO