Let’s celebrate and go to Italy, I said.
A joke I made, I didn’t understand.
A coincidence it seemed.
An irony perchance.
Because we are in Holland now.
Streams, torrents almost.
Not where we thought we’d be.
And yet.
There’s plenty to see.
A world opened up.
I speak esoterically.
A moment barely happening.
The beginning I hardly understand.
I want to go to Italy.
But here we are in Holland.
The middle.
The beginning.
No moral.
No ending
Seems appropriate.
