there is an half & half on the menu
should we order one?
sounds of random spoken words
lip corners shake, swing and sway to face the other way
encircled by this mix of something fully
we cheers to an ouverture:
tinkle, jingle, jangle … chink, clink, whiz and … tsjing
The branches of the tree thrive in the wind.
I stretch my arms and try to do the same,
‘A little more practice’ says a voice in my head..
Story in 7 parts
Smoke from the chimney
And still …
The smoke winds its way through the landscape,
when I blow a kiss out from the train
A panoramic view in front of my mind.
An eyewink in a transparent distance.
A mile of wire, it seems.
With every move I make, I make a knot in the string.
This embracing point.
Such as my thoughts to you: they have a line.