20th april 2006

first separate and safe
boxed flute in red velvet

then singing joined to air

joined to world so close
                 so many so much

not silence but bees

branches growing into light
the eyes of the creatures sliding over us
                 all knowing

crouched over his closed eyes
words coming quickly now like fishes

pollen coating my arms
                 hair in my mouth
my eyes sticky and my breasts full of honey