I want to rewind
counter clockwise
the behind
walking backwards
from whatever
took me from you.
Which forward steps
were wrong?
How many less
should I have taken?

Divided
somehow from
the pleasure
of three
absent
in me.

I want to rewind
counter clockwise
the behind
uncertainty
to which footprints
wasted time.

Oh destiny, how you plot...

Geino Äotsch