They will come, that's what

the pantry shows, the food that --


is slowly spoiling.


Ze zullen komen,Sie werden kommen,
toont de voorraadkast, eten --zeigt der Vorrat, das Essen --

dat stilaan bederft.das langsam verdirbt.

Poem S2604
Amsterdam, 2025-03-16
Higher physics #5 (Ellen Deckwitz) - 2019
Poem (collection "Hogere natuurkunde"), page 33 - Grandmother (1921-2014)
Collection: Death on Cast
Keywords: Fear: insecurity, Trauma 
Tribute to: Deckwitz, Ellen 
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