Free write after Laure Class Grenoble

Sing like a bird, sing like a bird, sing like a bird, sing sing sing sing

dance dance. not dance. dance not like this. like the best. like the best. like the best singing bird. like the best bird flying over lonely skies. sing and dance. lonely lonely lonely singing.throat tearing at me....sharp strings tearing from me. like singing in the rain but i am not in the movies. Something sad really has happened...to someone everywhere all around the world.

an open sky of falling water tips out.....tuns of water.walls of water. roads of fluidity of fluid livelihoods, landscapes of the past, fluidity remembers....

repeat repeat repeat abuse abuse it starts it starts it starts.... the best repeats. it is happening. it.

it happens again again again like water running out of a broken faucet.

until it is trapped in me. Until it is under my bones, where the fluid stops running and the the brain is non existent. it just pumps into the night into the dark. memory is flooded with behavior of the well behaved

working harder to break the rules, harder now.. working to deconstruct. A superior deconstructionist now.. the best ......or not, failing again..bird still failing winning failing winning falling to the ground again.

Failing not to deconstruct. accept and keep the old pleasures in the body .

keep it's old time. it's old tone it's subtly,it's individuality.

love thyself, it says in the bible

love is feeling, being something that has never been or felt before..

love, not ever in this lifetime.