What we need to question is bricks, concrete, glass, our table manners, our utensils, our tools, the way we spend our time, our rhythms. To question that which seems to have ceased forever to astonish us. We live, true, we breathe, true; we walk, we go downstairs, we sit at a table in order to eat, we lie down on a bed on order to sleep. How? Where? When? Why?
Describe your street. Describe another. Compare.
Georges Perec, L'infra Ordinaire
i have not slept for days
ReplyDeletei am not eating properly
my foot is bloody
i am mving
in opposite directions simultaneously
forward and backward
looking in
looking out
breathing
woo woo
glidle liddle lbla bll
splat