Some might call them odd, but these random fantasies,
Which your mind is full of, but would hardly boast -
They will certainly reach their own apotheosis,
And chickens will come home to roost, not to roast.
Cause a phantasy can be turned into a possibility,
To make a change in the world, somehow touching infinity
Like moving a grain of sand in the dessert,
Like counting how many people are there alive in the world at present.
Like simply the love for your parents,
Or their love for the children.
While you walk down the streets and knock at unfamiliar doors,
Let me go with you, too. Or run even,
Holding the plate: "I`m lookin` for those,
Who are always extremely loud
And incredibly close".
04.07.2019
Extremely loud and incredibly close J. S. Foer
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