Corona Vacuus*
If I only could clone myself
And leave the detached one back
So my beloved ones wouldn’t miss me
Ride my sun barque into the night
No passengers, no company
Whereever I arrive, I can try to break
Through the dried blood and crust
To reattach myself to myself
Through all the grime and pain
And scraped open still bleeding wounds
I reach for tendons and nerves
And tie and sew and staple
Nail, rivet and weld
So my broken parts may some day
Light up with life again
Grow together again
Hold together again
Work together again
Someplace faraway
Where I cannot hurt anyone
And when I finally will return
I will invite you into my sun barque again
Under the radiant crown into a new dawn
(The title does not refer to Sars-CoV 2 or another coronavirus but the latin meaning of “corona” for “crown” or “wreath”. It also alludes to the use of “Ich hab die Strahlenkrone auf, Corona” (“I wear the radiant crown, Corona”) in Einstürzende Neubauten’s “Sonnenbarke” (“Sun barque”)
Wear a mask and if for some reason in 2023, you are not vaccinated, get your shot.)
