edge

i could have just gone to the bus station instead. feeling this capability so strongly left me weak. such irony...
so i walked. feet knew where they were walking to, it was ok. a silly car with a stupid driver chased me for some couple of meters, i could have killed him and smashed the car.
so i went inside, so warm by all means... i was cold. by all means. ice yes, donno what would have happened if i had begun melting all over. melted just a little, it was fine.
then we walked. then we blended into music. it was fine. almost cuddly.

before,
we came from sweden once again
we went to buyuk manika once again
i saw the kittens in the hayloft once again
i walked from bahceli to mebusevleri once again
uncle picked me up from school and took me to new house
dad met me the day after at school
mom and i fought
granma was joyous seeing a bud
love was painful
i saw cat
i cycled to the beach, remained there for ages
breathing was the heaviest of all
tangoed with istanbul
wrote my thesis
could not speak
evaporated
flew to kingston
flew back
tore myself to ribbons
there was traffic in paris
could not find fifty centimes
got a comma in my cell phone
lost, found, won, happy, sad, joyous,
blank, empty, curious, filled, stuffed,
cherished, left, broke, gone, here, there,
maybe, yes, no, not a clue
out of my skin into my breath
from my breath into a neverland
mirrors facing each other
once again, once again, once again
all over again

im all over my life. it could not be otherwise.
life is all over me too and that's the challenge.
whether i like it or not, it's out of question.

then we were a nice crowd and blended into music.
some more, some less.

scent of a madelaine,
edges,
ask your local distributor.