I had to enter the supermarket, alone
And was happy
No more scores of people, pushing
Quietness, … at the cash desks
Then
After a short while
It felt kind of spooky
Me, in this surrealistic surrounding
Sligro
Tuesday afternoon
March 24
2020
I have this love hate relation with people
1.5 meters distance to another human being
No problem, what a relief
Sooner than I could imagine I started to miss these folks by the minute
Also I had to concentrate on the shopping
“Cheese, eggs, fresh vegetables…”
“Hey, they play some really good songs”
I danced a bit
“I will pass you via this side”
And the supermarket employer involved in this scene said
“Thanks”
“Thank you”, I replied
My thoughts on humankind
Which dropped
Dramatically the last weeks
Changed a bit, positively upwards
In a relax mood I continued
“Oh yes, almonds, raisins, taco chips…”
“Wow, is it true?”
“Do I hear the opening chords of this song?”
Yes, yes, I was ready for it, nobody around
“Slow down the pace, there is no hurry
....
Just let me close my eyes, memorize
The way things are this minute”
At this cosmically determined moment I felt it coming
A steady stream
Pushed forward by my subconsciousness
Of vague and intense thoughts
In these fractions of seconds
I knew exactly
The moment
I would start crying
“Hold on, nothing's the same
Tell me why I feel this way”
And then just tears
My ratio that had lost the fight with my emotio
Asked me
“Why am I crying?”
The answer was not really clear
More of a general feeling
Of times before this tipping point in my life, everyone's life
BC,
Before Corona
Feelings about
Dancing happily
In an easy state of mind of just enjoying
The music, the dancing, the people
Or
The thoughts on
These, now, absent ignorant people
Responsible for many insane scenes
And the real suffering that lies behind these facades des dramatique
My ratio warned me
“Be careful you are crying and having a running nose”
“And no handkerchief”
Just a few weeks AC
So I went to
Some quiet corners and tried to get control
On the streaming body liquids
That had to be stabilized
Which I managed to do
So I could carry on to find empty shelves at the toilet paper section (my first attempt to purchase this item)
To have a conversation with the cashier about the new measurements
And to find my youngest son outside waiting for me
Driving home
Experiencing Mother Nature’s cruel lessons to mankind
Beautiful spring day
And going back home, living the quarantine life
“Got to concentrate, file away
Every last detail
Don't want to lose what's going down
I want to remember everything I'm feeling
Should time try fading or stealing something away”
(Santana, Hold On)
Hold on
(nothing’s the same)
I had to enter the supermarket, alone
And was happy
No more scores of people, pushing
Quietness, … at the cash desks
Then
After a short while
It felt kind of spooky
Me, in this surrealistic surrounding
Sligro
Tuesday afternoon
March 24
2020
I have this love hate relation with people
1.5 meters distance to another human being
No problem, what a relief
Sooner than I could imagine I started to miss these folks by the minute
Also I had to concentrate on the shopping
“Cheese, eggs, fresh vegetables…”
“Hey, they play some really good songs”
I danced a bit
“I will pass you via this side”
And the supermarket employer involved in this scene said
“Thanks”
“Thank you”, I replied
My thoughts on humankind
Which dropped
Dramatically the last weeks
Changed a bit, positively upwards
In a relax mood I continued
“Oh yes, almonds, raisins, taco chips…”
“Wow, is it true?”
“Do I hear the opening cords of this song?”
Yes, yes, I was ready for it, nobody around
“Slow down the pace, there is no hurry
....
Just let me close my eyes, memorize
The way things are this minute”
At this cosmically determined moment I felt it coming
A steady stream
Pushed forward by my subconsciousness
Of vague and intense thoughts
In these fractions of seconds
I knew exactly
The moment
I would start crying
“Hold on, nothing's the same
Tell me why I feel this way”
And then just tears
My ratio that had lost the fight with my emotio
Asked me
“Why am I crying?”
The answer was not really clear
More of a general feeling
Of times before this tipping point in my life
BC,
Before Corona
Feelings about
Dancing happily
In an easy state of mind of just enjoying
The music, the dancing, the people
Or
The thoughts on
These, now, absent ignorant people
Responsible for many insane scenes
And the real suffering that lies behind these facades des dramatique
My ratio warned me
“Be careful you are crying and having a running nose”
“And no handkerchief”
Just a few weeks AC
So I went to
Some quiet corners and tried to get control
On the streaming body liquids
That had to be stabilized
Which I managed to do
So I could carry on to find empty shelves at the toilet paper section (my first attempt to purchase this item)
To have a conversation with the cashier about the new measurements
And to find my youngest son outside waiting for me
Driving home
Experiencing Mother Nature’s cruel lessons to mankind
Beautiful spring day
And going back home, living the quarantine life
“Got to concentrate, file away
Every last detail
Don't want to lose what's going down
I want to remember everything I'm feeling
Should time try fading or stealing something away”
(Santana, Hold On)
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