Sleeves of Time – Ernst Auer

I wasn’t satisfied with the length of time

I had it altered to fit just a little better
at the seamstress across the street.

With the sleeves trimmed and tapered
to the cut of my unscheduled coffin.

In the pocket,
the other one without hole,

I left a few shillings of my time

on earth

on land

on asphalt

Auf Achse , without slight delay or long detour.