everyone knows the sea is alive. the surface is the skin pulsing rocking boiling bubbles are the blood beating
underneath lies the world in waiting.
15.11.09
paramecium.
born from collide tide rock
paramecium
bubbles and scum
drifting back to sea
a short-lived journey.
they are losing ground as we watch
pop one by one lose flagellum lose momentum
row together join together
and with this one they touch ankles for a breath
then slide and separate sing alone for a beat dance with another who gets too close
they form an elephant
then scare eachother
into popping all over the
green losing face disappearing and
returning to the waves.
paramecium
bubbles and scum
drifting back to sea
a short-lived journey.
they are losing ground as we watch
pop one by one lose flagellum lose momentum
row together join together
and with this one they touch ankles for a breath
then slide and separate sing alone for a beat dance with another who gets too close
they form an elephant
then scare eachother
into popping all over the
green losing face disappearing and
returning to the waves.
proprio round world.
when this lazy sun refuses to light our day any longer
i am watching the stray fallen on the searocks hidden in a hole
waiting for enlightenment patiently waiting to die
hanging contrario high above the sea the sky sets on chemical fire neon pink
from here i can see how proprio round the world
proprio pink on white sails drift away to the horizon slide up into the sky pass over my outstretched hand singing
spherical onde di sale loosen themselves from beneath the eyes gravity pulls them up over the iris the sky turns to kaleidiscope window pane covered in slow moving salted rain
oil pastel clouds
watercolor blur
i can't focus on the beauty
i only see ship deep
over the shoreline we go eyebrows off the tips of brown hair meters away they are pulled up and away back to the salty sea we return
in this moment i know nothing
but that everything is good
i am waiting for someone to come push me off the edge
here comes the sea breeze
it will catch me as i fall on the way back home
i am watching the stray fallen on the searocks hidden in a hole
waiting for enlightenment patiently waiting to die
hanging contrario high above the sea the sky sets on chemical fire neon pink
from here i can see how proprio round the world
proprio pink on white sails drift away to the horizon slide up into the sky pass over my outstretched hand singing
spherical onde di sale loosen themselves from beneath the eyes gravity pulls them up over the iris the sky turns to kaleidiscope window pane covered in slow moving salted rain
oil pastel clouds
watercolor blur
i can't focus on the beauty
i only see ship deep
over the shoreline we go eyebrows off the tips of brown hair meters away they are pulled up and away back to the salty sea we return
in this moment i know nothing
but that everything is good
i am waiting for someone to come push me off the edge
here comes the sea breeze
it will catch me as i fall on the way back home
12.11.09
under the sea above the moon.
i have never seen a star
twinkle
like that.
red and blue and green
like an old bubble light on the christmas tree of giove.
i have just danced an expensive meal which i was paid 30 euro to enjoy
to the point of nearly vomiting.
sea breeze makes cool my head from the sweat.
out here is nothing but falling stars though i've run out of things to wish for.
twinkle
like that.
red and blue and green
like an old bubble light on the christmas tree of giove.
i have just danced an expensive meal which i was paid 30 euro to enjoy
to the point of nearly vomiting.
sea breeze makes cool my head from the sweat.
out here is nothing but falling stars though i've run out of things to wish for.
10.11.09
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