Thursday, September 20, 2018

Poetry reading: I am a tourist in my own life


[Performed at #offstageamsterdam at Vondelbunker, 15.09.2018]



I am a tourist in my own life Everything I am feeling Is foreign land I cannot quite recognize This impasse Is it really I -- I am a tourist in my own life Should I not know by now What I am capable of What song I am supposed To play When I am having more Than two bad days Who is this person Staring back at me Here I am contemplating And she is not crying It is not I, it is not I I am a tourist in my own life What am I supposed to learn When the one teaching a lesson Is the one concerned I become Unknown territory to explore With old wounds and sorrows And now a new state of postwar It is I, it is I That has to reach out To stop being A tourist in my own life.






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