a small colourful bundle arrived yesterday We must trade offline first inclination to propose it, in this form Must be kind “the mystery you would be I would unfold, pausing at the mystery Be careful “of unfolding, trembling fingers following soft bifurcations... We must move moments laid bare, a trail "unwound wonder wounds" To a new form of life of fragmentary insights, like garments, or threads We must change now teasing or warning? to propose to time, unlike anything in Now each of us recognises the original bundle, here, its skin In the other the same need and every moment of its skin unwound, veins and neurons In a nutshell, I want to say a skull, minute, fractions of Horror and Love, We are bound a colourful bundle arrived yesterday We must not break down. 21 . 12 . 2021
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