exiety

2.

was a shy spy,
     curious when
slipped into the lingerie/
    thrust into the crowd-
                            wave...
it's okay, they
 ... never listen,
                  only react
howling from the opposite sides of the canyon

avoided conversation...
   ..."jag är inte elisabeth vogler...",
             but i was pretty damn close, was

the "no" that scours the guts at
  night after the party had

already disassembled
     inflating pregnant slabs of pork...
   ...balloons

in awe and silence.

effervescence is fashionable these days,
   the words fizz up...
imported see-through fireworks,
   
    the bubbles carry no seed.
       reach heaven, tick it off the to-do list,
think of the message later. the gods,
they're very much pleased with your
cunning tongue...

...we're suffering a slippage of meaning...
these workers are illegal, aren't they? there are my
memories stored in these sacks / every day
they're dressed like paramedics, carrying one away
one after the other

...yeah, a pig-skin
balloon...

left on the ground, i must
     smuggle helium from somewhere,

...weak on scientific basis too...

fidgeting and fidgeting
before the encroaching
uncomfortable
heated hell.

1.

we take the elevator
to my new white room.
turn around -


thin air.
the world is comprised
of walls and space.


and that
was when