Exhibit A.

December 2018


Reflections on life.



Was it you who saw this and grabbed on my arm, pointing out to the sky ?

Was it me, who saw your eyes instead,

and cried ?


I hope

whoever you are,

wherever you are,

may the absence of meaning not suffocate you anymore.


An undying curiosity to understand led to an undying resentment of perceived reality.


Words always bleed to the floor.

Words always bleed to the floor. 








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An ongoing act.


And so it goes.