Heuschrecke (Bert van Beek, sampler, and Rijnder Kamerbeek, modular synthesizer), The Wedding Space, Berlin, 5/28/15

 

poil poil poil poils slicked back upon a'comin' up your sternum following your gaze following following the sun just barely visible you tease.

with life with surface with the depths that cool that soften that amass your helicopter hair in contours smooth we've lost you, h-how could you?

shimmering shining bloated foucauldian layered straying splaying peeling turning learning how to die.

mix my so-called life there with your fingers arms extended tweaked and tended what what what witch apprehended ringing through the bell jar bended to your ear you bend me end me floating falling don't pretend you can extend us--

very far with those niederländisch medusa arms of--