Weimar
Let's have an apartment
in Weimar Berlin and never
pay the rent. Let's laugh
at the Storm Troopers.
Let's get the newspapers,
and shrug at reading
of the last elections, with
more at most in three months,
we think. We proceed
to spend our morning
walking through a local park,
before we cram into a cafe
where everything has run out,
before we visit a gallery
of suitably degenerate art
(I have never been to Berlin
and you will need to fill in
names). Let's have a life
which falls apart in a few weeks,
but have it last forever,
that's my favourite time in novels,
and I'd very much like
if you'd let me share it with you.
Know that, should you roll
over and the see the date,
and in a breach of fantasy
tell me what came next,
I will happily soothe you,
saying, Love, fear not, there is
no brave new world, and
the historiography of this
period is so uneventful.
It's enough to let you sleep,
though I struggle to do
the same, instead watching
the slow work of a ray
of sunlight, penetrating
our little decadence,
and those curtains we stole.
Let's have an apartment
in Weimar Berlin and never
pay the rent. Let's laugh
at the Storm Troopers.
Let's get the newspapers,
and shrug at reading
of the last elections, with
more at most in three months,
we think. We proceed
to spend our morning
walking through a local park,
before we cram into a cafe
where everything has run out,
before we visit a gallery
of suitably degenerate art
(I have never been to Berlin
and you will need to fill in
names). Let's have a life
which falls apart in a few weeks,
but have it last forever,
that's my favourite time in novels,
and I'd very much like
if you'd let me share it with you.
Know that, should you roll
over and the see the date,
and in a breach of fantasy
tell me what came next,
I will happily soothe you,
saying, Love, fear not, there is
no brave new world, and
the historiography of this
period is so uneventful.
It's enough to let you sleep,
though I struggle to do
the same, instead watching
the slow work of a ray
of sunlight, penetrating
our little decadence,
and those curtains we stole.