the night isn’t so dark this time of the year

May 23, 2026

The moon shines on a turquoise gray sky with clouds

And its raining

And during the day I am outside when the sun shines.

I am happy then,

But on the other hand, I am happy during this rainy night also

And I have eaten tacos, of course.

The hen I buried in the compost heap last year is now mostly turned to soil.

All I saw of her remains was one single grey feather

I wonder is she looking down on us from her roost in heaven

Or whether she’s just gone back to the shapeless void?

She is of course still alive in my memory

But one day I too will die,

then what?