|works by year

The day appears out of the blue
As if it were some thing or a person
You are in it contained
And resonate the sound of your origin
I'd like to acquaint myself with it
How you echo off the wall we're both looking at

In nome del padre:
I desire you
I feel the urge to dominate intermingled
With the power to caress
I desire you
I feel the urge to dominate intermingled
With the power to caress
I desire you
I feel the urge to dominate intermingled
With the power to caress

The radio broadcasts everything we want to say
all urges
all gut sounds
all throat sounds
the sounds we shed to build ourselves up

You liken to the manifold

Your creases upon mine, please
Let us embody all ages and listen
To the rain we produce with our
Hard tears our voices grow
Into a thing from the past no flowers
Between our teeth as we'd imagined

When the earth moves toward the sky
She is inviting for a climb

My body sees my mouth gulps
The light the pause you take
As you prepare your thoughts for today

Pores open and some of me leaves
And gives room for another sound.

Is this only a thing for fathers?
Some say if you are a parent you have Become something else a tower, perhaps

Ask yourself what you
Would ask your son:

What is simple?
Can we talk?
I a city
Let me live
What have you unlearned?

The collective reading taught us how to Resonate, how to be a human boat
I stand on one leg and think
About the separation, your love
And other words

|2020|

|under ongoing construction|

A demonstration is a performance A performance is a demonstration

vouwt terug open
bijt zacht
wordt rond
vult zich
verdwijnt

Again I say: 'I want only you'
And in my sincerity, I forget what is true

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