lørdag den 19. juni 2021

CHEST OF BREATH

 














Stairs are externalizations of lungs and bones, poems and cathartic jokes. Is it you mr Jones, swirling like a bee between my knees? 

I will not go to prison to learn what freedom is, but rather mount the thin air of somewhere else.

Pictures and words are easy steps. Not really made out of air.


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