i still have these flashes, why that?
berlin, hamburg, streets corner, buildings, places i used to be.
I dreamt last night that i was back there, in the home i have left.
After months, images are still coming back, like waves. and there’s nothing i can do about it, they just come, like to say ‘hey, haven’t you forgot about us yet?’
they are stamped in my mind. there’s nothing to do about it.