Back and forth. Forth and back. I dreamt about you again last night. One of these dusty days I'm gonna send you the letter. A heartfelt explanation of my unwillingness to let go and to stop being human for a moment. A robotic movement. I often wonder from time to time if you met her and do you now have children running around in fields of gold. If in doubt lick it. Rub it and then lick it again. I wonder if you're reading this and can you comprehend me from a distance. I draw circles of miracles on my hands and I am disappointed with you today.
I paint black continious lines on my eye lids. Its a war paint of camoflague. I am a lioness with her cubs. Why am I always the strong one. Equalibrium. Balance. Ying yang. Yang Yin. Either way it has to be an equal two. Or is it one, as i'm not sure now. You cough and choke. I look at you and you draw a knife to my neck. Everyone panics, i'm about to bleed all over the floor. I close my eyes and you disappear. Neurotic. She paints her face with utter precision. Her black outfit is covered in black. Like the stillnes on a winters night. She continually dusts her body, moving away any trace of being herself. She has 6 compartments in her chest. One holds her hairbrush. Another holds some copper money, a currency from another land. Spain. He used to go there on holiday and brag abou tthe girls he had fucked. No, ok well thats what he meant, he wanted to smother them all when they were sleeping, sting them like jellyfish.
You take a deep breath, stinging your lungs with the cold air. Sulphur. Its all emotional, you're covered in it, I can see it without you talking. Anxious and timid you like to control people. The small hole tells me this information. You wear jade to keep yourself safe.