#hidden things

2 ‘Fer

“Coisas visíveis sempre escondem outras coisas visíveis” — Magritte

From all I did and all I said let no one try to find out who I was. An obstacle was there that changed the pattern of my actions and the manner of my life. An obstacle was often there to stop me when I’d begin to speak. From my most unnoticed actions, my most veiled writing--- from these alone will I be understood. But maybe it isn’t worth so much concern, so much effort to discover who I really am. Later, in a more perfect society, someone else made just like me is certain to appear and act freely.

Hints of your warmth and your scent

I wake up from you waking up

Out of our shared dream, shared sleep

We've been bumping elbows and knees again

Sitting on the couch hiding in pretend

Our toes touched under the table today