I truly get the feeling that nobody really knows that life is real
so they waste every second
these things you think about as you are watching someone …. slip away
or when it is you
when you see your small body crumpled up like road kill and
you think …. poor thing
and then God taps you on the shoulder and says,
“baby, that’s you down there…. she’s dying …. aren’t you going to save her?”
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I watch myself do things ….I watch from far away….
as I watch fingers sew up Jörn’s wound ….
And as I come back to myself I realize I’ve been somewhere far away …. lost in some dream world …. where dictionaries are all encoded and nobody ever figured it out ….And have to rush down the ladder as I now vomit at the sight of blood, I manage to clean it all up using the bottled water and by now …. the shields are all in place ….I remember now something else ….about his opera and …. the trigger that began this entire labyrinthine journey to a Celf …..
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