it was all about patience awaiting it was all about knowing indulging it is suddenly here and now it is not a run away, it's a catching it is not about hidding, it's a revealing
as a body full of secretions, stimulations, impulses and intersections choosen paths on a dubious road hazardous trips unstable encounters coagulating changing adaptating always blinking as it flashes so quickly safe for now pink is my strenght pink is my cell
a static sum of bluriness a little touch of this uncleanable sense of strangeness awkward among the others, among it world at hand but untouchable world over clarity in the deep deep memory, a tiny soap bubble a fragile kindness quickly shattered obvious hasardous glance over a river in spring smoothly bathed by the sun