Going out
going in,
nothing standing in between,
but an unending oscillation.
Life comes out
man goes in,
a constant traffic!
But even in their footwork
they can not decide if
they are going in
or going out,
And
this is the way
we continue.
Never in or out completely,
always in between arrival and continuation,
like a train,
like queues, everyday life
of working men,
like the Sisyphus,
always rolling and dragging,
ups and downs
pendulating in between the essence and absurdity,
peaks and valleys,
