Camp Basement!
day one: "trying not to trip over shit while finding the light switch."
day two: ropes course!


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Patti’s holding a gun
Chelsea Hotel, 1970
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ph. Sølve Sundsbø pour Lui mag.
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1,  the fear

the fear is of everything
staying the way it is
and only i changing

the fear is
of everything changing 
and i staying the same

the world expanding 
branch tunnel cell
more and more 
precious and terrible

while i grow only more
fragile and confused

the fear is my own
hands beating
like moths

my eyelids stuttering
light breaking into
meaningless phrases

the fear is of you
patiently elsewhere growing
a blood shape
of all my wishes

2,  i am tired

i am tired of pain
i am tired of my own pain 
i am tired of
the pain of others

i am tired of lives 
unwinding like a roll 
of bloody bandage
i shall roll up
the sky, pinch the sun

i go out to the cliff pours
of stars, the tall
volumes of stars

i go down
to the grains of soil
to bacteria
to viruses
to the neat mechanics of molecules

to escape the pain
to escape the pain

3,  what i want

what i want is to be blessed 
what i want is a cloak of air

the light entering my lungs
my love entering my body
the blessing descending 
like the sky
sliding down the spectrum

what i want is to be
aware of the spaces between stars, to breathe
continuously the sources of sky,
a veined sail moving,
my love never setting
foot to the dark

anvil of earth.

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