no postcards from time island

noticed I haven‘t published anything here for a long time … well, serious writing happens elsewhere most of the time … but for this rainy september sunday a small nonsense poem, worshipping the past summer…
goes well with this cheesy song of a band my friend recently recommended …

I never had to have the time in mind
on TIME ISLAND

there was a time, we didn‘t really need to know more;

time was precious because time didn‘t matter
on TIME ISLAND

everything was worth spending time on;

time didn‘t pass, it dissolved into pleasure
on TIME ISLAND

[in and out of the time hole]