The Getaway
The night throws the
city in a bag and
runs away
We are blind men with
seeing eyes
The morning will come
morning always comes
In this place of sleep-walking
shadows
where the light is
filtered through
the fingers of someone
else and does not
reach us
I watch the heads of
the priests in the church
lolling in a doze
Cologne Cathedral -- szeke
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