Definition

On the S-Bahn to Westkreuz
this morning.
Home I ask, What is it.
You confuse yourself, Sabine says,
You tell yourself you don't know, but you do.
Magnificent, a small death
with frenetic noise and music.
A dropping down into, an absolution.
I want it. I say to no one,
on my final day, on the train
to Westkreuz, this morning