Poetry

The Way

that had to be the title and therefore,
there, I give the meaning away!
where for me the full white first
and above all is filled with loitering,

being lost and the groping of
stillborn phrases that pass by
without here or there or a direction,
goal or let alone

a final objective, I now have to go

and indicate by tracks
casually given, that already
shaped, step by step, what will be
because of the title, a way


( this poem is about the question: why a title? )