wama

09.03.08

you lay on your back -- a divan supports you. A voice, a fairy, a devil floats behind you whispering in your ear. You keep your back to him. Above, in front, ontop of you a cloud, a spook a witch an old woman scares you with her warnings while she pushes into you your legs open wide --- but you face scared then calme then enjoying it then angry and jaw set to push her off but you like it so nothing moves or changes.

A girl dances arms high celebrates she carries water + bread on her head she cannot see what you see. Behind her a tree or a river -- and a proud explorer a the summit waves a flag. He tries to get your attention -- sends smoke signals. You small the smoke but can’t find the message.

posted by la kara @ 09:26