i’ve been thinking about birds (the capturing of them) and cutting through streams of water.

 

idling; the domestication of fiction

- eating noodles from a sink (caught)).

At this point, seeking these lines out for weeks

prior, repeatedly; domesticating by writing on endless post it notes.

(exploding in silence - what was that line? - These instants passing through the air i breathe: in fireworks they explode silently

in space.

 

 

 

 

(Clarice Lispector, Agua Viva)

precious, precarious control over the oozing;

controlled oozing - trying to cut a stream of water, in a badly lit room.

water shooting through the glass

(misheard lyrics)

 the spit, the tongue, the sticky hand (behind glass)

you are sugar / how much more sugar do you need?