THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HEAD & FEET:

Flu, day 2, rehearsal going well, laughter. Scrambled-egg-head in
the morning, giving way to cloudless sky, bright light, sun, frost.
Pull the bins to the edge of the world, pause, listen, look around.
No pictures today please, could be I can’t be bothered or feel
too good just to be in the moment, for once not documenting it.
Rebellion, body aches, scrambled-egg whispers,
“curl up in a ball”,
feet ignore it, moving in the right direction. You can always rely
on your feet if you give ’em a good education.

(K)