FAMILY PORTRAIT WITH THE SAME PERSONE HOLDING THE ARCH
a symmetry that is still focused on the middle
when was the last time you saw the persons surrounding you
in the future that is now, forward-looking
will there ever be a time that you can give up the last picture you took
it is growing old
are all the arms above me too round to allow growing up?
growing out is not just possible in one direction
a warmth laying within us
manifested through the colors that aren't quite fitting
but neither am I fitting anymore
a backspace that is facing the future
my face that is spaced out
the direction of my gaze obscured
I get vertigo without a sense of belonging
I get grumpy if the past is all I can look at
my eyelids fall down, my skin is wakeing up
limbs are floating around my body