Monday, December 31

whilst flying


Today everything is soft like the air and I am almost afraid to go home: where emotions are strong and people are loud.

People become nations with borders and sickness and death,
And I can travel between them but I cannot be in them
Because they are only ever around you, outside you.

Lies based on lies lied by liar after liar,
Words, sounds, definitions,
Mostly made to differentiate, separate. End.

Traveling through time space from one reality to another in the aircraft
with people – ‘others’ – traveling through time space from one reality to another
sitting down breathing.

April 2002

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