Miranda Coventry & Cuarteto Casals
Haydn, The seven last words of Christ, Hob XX: 2
Quick Prediction for now
That the predictions got it right
in reverse (...)
freedom, final choice
Less bad.
Today I gave myself gifts,
that I already deserved.
Open the window and
See the future waving at me.
Good morning!
Already foreseeing tomorrow, I will take
sweet wine of your mouth
then we will make love,
Slowly.
I will enter the waves and
smile in prayer, thanking
and on my body I
will wear bare skin
The right time to be living,
slow glue time, love and salt.
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