WHAT WOULD IT FEEL LIKE TO BE YOU?:

The sound of your voice, plated up slow, a golden blue bird diving.
Dummies in windows wearing Black & White & Grey, signify the end of
season. A Loner in the corner reads the paper, waits for a mate,
a Cappuccino Philosopher.

“Hello, do you need a receipt?”

Something Big & Pink looks in at the window, moves slow, hides fists.
Leave it, don’t go there!

Listening to Veronique Vincent & Aksak Maboul ’16 versions of Ex-Futur’

(K)