We are looking up at the clouds
We are pushing our fingertips down into the earth
History grit getting caught under our nails
Particles vibrating
Cicadas droning
It starts to ache
It is changing the shape of something inside our ears
We are standing too close to the speakers
Crunching
The eucalyptus is strong
The flouro’s are making us dizzy
We are lost in the shopping centre
We are hiding in the bushes by a fountain
Hoping a comet will hit us right now
HURTS LOTS / WELL TRODDEN FANTASIES
KK+JLD
14/2 – 2/3/14