Landscape May 27, 2014 2:40:34 PM – 2:42:06 PM

Were these lines really real?

It doesn’t matter. The sentence that fell from your mouth just now. There was a whirling in the air and colours shimmered off the walls. I read a line of sun: I walk on sun, I know nothing but sun. The mind of the sun. The spaces of words are undoubtedly what is most important.

I write in the night, in the moist seriousness.