Collaboration with "sonic structures and silent stretches"!!
<< Poetry >>
it‘s not like
she doesn‘t understand
what this silence
around her
is for
after all
there‘s this desire
feeding meditaton industries
monetizing inner calm
awareness
each human being
a kettle about to boil over
spill watery, bubbly, glittering marbles
sweet nothings kept for
nobody‘s sake
each mind‘s mouthpiece
a pressure valve, vibrating
under strain not to let off steam
verbosely explode
right nto her face
she still wouldn‘t mind
for this audience of roaring silences
to turn a listening ear
towards her artistic endeavours
every now and then
