I like early mornings
then I'm on my way with a cart
and every day I find something
that has been put on the pavements
of the city, a teapot
tools, books, mikado
an outdated radio
a kitchen chair and stuff
In the winter I rummage about in the pub
in the summer along the canals
A failed, sometimes beloved man
Till my true one and I
will occupy an empty house
with a teapot, books, mikado
tools, an outdated radio
a kitchen chair and stuff
Collection "Migration"
