My refuge 21 September 2008
 
This is my Sunday:
Cuddled and hugged & kissed
My boys in the morning bed
What a brilliant way to wake
Then down
Breakfast time
Crackers for Tim
Toast for Sebas with pesto on top
And a grilled salami sandwich for Misha
Freshly squeezed orange juice
Pear juice soy milk
And coffee for me
I quarter an apple a kiwi
I semi a passion fruit
Followed by some muesli & more
Coffee for me
We wash we dress
We dance in the bathroom while
Doing all that to some Classic Rock
Of CCR
We hug & kiss &
Create some fun
I dance with Sebas
I dance with Misha
I dance with Tim
Shoes on
Jackets on
The church bells toll
Out loud
Close by
But not for us
For we are on our way
With balls and bike
To the nearby football court
To kick some balls
Play some footie
On the bedewed artificial green
Top
There's a hint of mist still in
The air
The moon's still about
He doesn't want to go to sleep
He's still looking to see what we
Are going to do
The four of us
This all male family of four
We try to stay on our feet
We try to not hurt ourselves
Playing
We get warm from running
From kicking
From keeping track of the score
Eleven nine
The game ends with Misha playing
Sebas
Tim decided to play ball by himself
The orange and black patched plastic
That grandma bought
I join him some minutes later and 
The game is kicking the ball high
Up in the air
On its descend
Timothy tries
To hit it with one hand
Sometimes two hands
See the smiles on our faces
Four smiles four faces
Simple game
Twenty nineteen
Misha won
The game ends in injury and
Tears
Ball against face and nose
The ref calls it quits (that's me)
And consoles the injured player by
Kissing him and giving him a hug
We walk/bike home again
Tim stops and waits for 
Us to cross the street
He looks at what the bird is 
Eating - a kaiserbrötchen -
We walk carry the balls and 
Talk -
Then the 
Boys are
Picked up
By my ex
Sunday morn 11.01 am
The house is empty
I go up to the bathroom/ballroom
And take a crap
Off to the footiegame on
My bike
After the game
Home again
Then I realise 
That today
Exactly one full year ago
I got the key to this place
And moved in on the very first day
No telly
No lights
Just a bed
No furniture
Me and my house
One full year
Alone
I drink some port
I eat some dinner
Dessert of apple pie with whipped
Cream
On top
I sleep some
I watch some footie on the 
Telly
I surf some on the net
Check my ebay sales
Up to the bathroom
Again
Where I dance with me
To some Classic Rock
Shave 
Shower
Write
Outlook
Book
Read
Masturbate
Sleep
This is my one year 
Anniversary
Me time
Sunday