Conversation June 21, 2014 12:11:00 PM – 12:12:25 PM

Not forget the rivers in the ears. When you touch me, when our bodies are quite close, we are part of each other.

We thought about words we could not forget. About the standstill of the landscape and the dark sky and the Earth’s tints of grey. To transform this room into another. The books rested around the coffee. They turn away from the outer mountains and return to the luminous houses, the noise and their own weird bodies.