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Johanna 4d
cast a shadow here
set the scene, light spot! over here!
place this one about twenty yards away…
…background
and now slowly... too fast!
towards us head on... cut!
we forgot the bouquet of gerberas for her
have her hold them at a slight angle in front of her with a self-satisfied attitude… or something
wait now
ladybird... what was it again?
“snowflakes”?
“conflict moon and sun”?
“a rotating mirror”?
what is that supposed to mean?
what was I thinking?
where do these belong?
in which place? to what purpose?
what am I doing here? what are you doing here?
where did you come from, why are y‘all standing still now? stop the staring, at least don‘t forget blinking! creeps!
the pile of props is leaning more and more
starved, curiously waiting for an instruction
there it is, no fear!
however the vision...
must have seemingly gone lost on the way here
… it‘ll find you again. promise.
Johanna Mar 27
My sweet darling
cover yourself with layers whenever you are cold
shrink in size
let the wind carry you
from garden to garden
taste the lovely fruits
talk to the lonely leaves
not for too long
float on
make sure no one notices you
taste here and there
talk to them
not too much!
Where have you gone?
Float on,
not too far!
let yourself be carried,
not too much.
Johanna Mar 14
craving the aroma of your air
while I sink to the bottom of the bathtub

longing for your touch
while being shaken back into reality

philosophizing about your voice
while melodies and bass fill the room

projecting your creature in front of me
while motion pictures buzz behind it

longing for your scent
while another sneaks past me

dreaming of different versions of you
while I try to recover

freezing although everything in me burns for you
perhaps a bath would warm me just as fine too
I let the water in and soon find myself-
to my love

— The End —