Our daughter is concerned
if she has time
and as long as there is no need to

so I say enthusiastically
We went to the museum
     There I wondered

     is he thinking about life
     or the pigeon on the bare branch
     in the showcase with dry leaves?

     Is he perhaps dreaming
     of flying away?
     He just stood there

     as stuffed, his skin
     and lips are so white
     that I'm afraid

     to cook in the kitchen
     while he lays the table
     clumsily uncorks a bottle

     on his birthday as if
     he is doing it for the first time
     and then falls down

     without me hearing it
     a nice death
     they say

     that may well be
     but I already know
     that I'm not ready for it anyway

Nice mama, nice to hear
that you are doing well