13.07.08
the world is cracking below and I am standing tall. my neck streches and pretends that 9meters is a normal height for someone like me. you ride a donkey and move away. a swarm of bees await you. they have a house a hive and you insist that it is not there that you can pass without a sting.
10.07.08
I’m huddled in a tent
it fits me like a fur coat
a bear head
on the outside I am threatening
inside I wait and wait until it’s safe to come out gain.
a girl hunches down by my feet and tries to read the lines around my toes. I tell her it only works with the palms of hands, but she insists she knows me
a parrot sits on a perch by an invisible window and mocks me.
06.07.08
little you big me
or is it
little me and big you
we are interchangeable
little the wind blows from our backs
big we see for miles and miles and send smoke signals like telepathy
there are mountains in the distance and currents at our feet. but we don’t really notice.
we stand face to face
measuring the distance
