Sehnsucht=Longing

So I left the land of tender sweetness

and light and levity

with the riverside gardens

filled with roses and asters

for the north

filled with grey and surliness

and anxiety ridden folks

cellars of stolen coal

dingy buildings

in due time

i’ll return to the pink palace

where Kafka was a kid

on the cobblestones square

knock on your door

and call up to your window

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