I changed my shoes
This pair has a different sound.
I travelled up, out, floating from the porch
The rocking chair, and the mist that used to show me the coordinates for navigation.
I changed my gun too.

Buzzing. Knees bend – hair, in a straight racer line. Behind me
the light is so bright i almost can’t see. Eyes squeezed. We dont compete.
We just can’t wait to embrace one-another.
I’m swimming. In air. With a muscle horse.
Fire in my thing. I’m Earth
Bonjourno : you have always been me. Said the Stone. Said I.

I still play. With the walls. The corners. The space behind the be-hind.
The things that are obvious, but not obvious.
The things you can’t listen to. But listen to.

I am
you are
He she it is
We, they, You are.

I’m still
Senza Nome..

We are children. We are adults
We are caregivers. And we need to be
taking care of.
We are princesses and princes. On horses.
We befriend you.
We clean you. Listen to you. We touch you.

Click clock click clock click clock.
Says the new shoes. Dust is behind.
I shape binocular eyes with my fist
cause i want to see you fully when
we both get to meet.

Expect the most.

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