exhibition

was it real? i stood above the other faces words fell from my mouth i forgot more than half of the things that i wanted to say and fumbled with the microphone later on, someone asked “have you given the speech yet?” “yes, i have.” the night blazed on faces came and went it was over before I felt I had a grip on things »

i miss those empty days already sitting in a room waiting for viewers watching the procession of pedestrians slowing down and turning their face our way or speeding past, uninterested occasionally while all alone it felt like forever but now it merely feels a lifetime ago. »