"Mmmmm" you pur, "lets re-imagine".
"Re-imagine what?"
"Everything"
"You have glitter on your face"
You smile and drift in and out of never-never. We are lying in bed tangled, my leg between yours, my arms on you, one resting on your hip, one on your chest, my breath on your neck, you wrap me up. You are afraid I might disappear. You make little noises, arch, move, fall into me. You seemed frightened when you slept. I tried to make the world simple for you.
I didn't like the installation. Im not sure what it was about but what i took from it, a collection of vicicious, violent and hurtful words written in rainbow glitter. A macabre ballet, I just dont like it. You dont either. I dont like that you put effort into demonstrating that thing that is always with you but does not fit in our sunshine space.
Stop forcing me to talk, sometimes I want to say it silently. Let me be how i am and will allow you the same.
