fragment # 1 April 15

maybe very slowly everyone will start whispering
a road which goes on and on
and somebody who doesn’t know
where she wants to go.
a glass of water
with a hint of acid,
do you want to devour me?

wild. wild. wild.
open your mind
let the sand settle on your flimsy mind
your sticky eyes
and you’ll feel itchy. uncomfortable.

half a dozen and never mind
everybody wants to climb a wall.