I Carry Swimming Pools with Me, 2023
1 x 1 cm
…Sometimes we open our mouths a little while sleeping. The mouth is like a fountain, with tubes, with a reservoir. With stagnation and algae blooming. The moment of vomiting is the moment of a fountain. A snake as a tongue comes out of the fountain. And smile, and lips. I will give birth to lips. To immensely soft lips. I merely don’t know if they should be moist. Vomited things are like born individuals. Poured over with a fluid. Erupted from holes. Rejected by the body. Inappropriate for the body. Poisoning the body. I carry swimming pools with me. Lips becoming rainy bodies…
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