"Unseeing", project to be seen 7 PM, 13th and 14th of June
What is it to be
light as
breath,
pushed over
effortlessly
to a cheek on angel hairs,
be blown again
over
to the rubbery slides of leaves?
To not choose
anything –
All directions
left to chance,
all encounters
temporary,
no imaginable future.
Then the realisation
that breathing is to step closer to
death.
