Taus*
I’m here, finally. I swear, it’s been with me, sort of on my forehead, for past couple of weeks, to move in! Last thought at night, first thought in the morning and on a stupid day like today, I’m finally here. I bring rakija, Serbian national alcoholic beverage of choice, of course. And as you say, I have had it warm, in me or on me, and it works, for anything! Including this Sunday, which ending, I shouldn’t have begun. I’ve been in a bad mood, for so many reasons “beyond my control”, like Vicont de e Valmont. I probably said and did things I shouldn’t have. All day long. Probably. And then you came along and with your way past midnight over there, over here. So, I’m over this Sunday, finally. This last day of January, undoubtedly my least favourite month of the year. Consistently.
I had thoughts of flying somewhere today. Whenever I imagine flying I think of myself on a wing. I wrote this the last time I was out there.
On a wing
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red
White white red.
Would love to have seen your works installed for real. As I would have loved for you to see my ‘Fox Cub’ performance the other night, for real. Anyway, I promised I would bite you one of these days, and I still intend to! I know! Let’s have an exhibition in my warehouse when you come over! We can install everything, everywhere! That is, if we don’t die of the cold first, though I feel like revisiting The Little Match Girl or Snow Queen anyway.
So, what do you want to do, with me?
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Ana
