1
slat slanty blind ~ lines shine
from that screamingsun
onto the white wall
the white sheet
the ward walls
hurried blinks for fear of being caught napping
we file, shufflefooted in invisible iron boots, one then one then one
and so.on
soon
(for our secret plans are fattening and one by one by one will lead further)
2
slat slanty blind ~ light shines
thigh lines
on his obliging skin:
i fight time
running on scree , freefalling into
so little, so much
Naked, it is love and clothed we are virtual strangers
he with no voice and I with too many words
