With naked feets on the dusty sand road
Dust floating around
I will arrive when you must have been there
tracks of traffic
While the view of branches in the garden stay the same
I watch you proceeding
while they would line up waiting to cross roads
continue their way
the news has already been written
you whispered that I could undress
But I'd like to arrive barefoot on the road
through the desert
impressions of your presence
Stay and feel the layer of sand heating up
Who would you ask?
donderdag 22 januari 2015
donderdag 21 augustus 2014
18 August 2014
A long the natural forest and the two dead birds
planted one
I found an earring in the earth
There is a wardrobe full of things
nobody seems to know from who they belonged
I ate two flowers a pink purple one and a lila one
It taste like salad
Yesterday we sat around the fire and the boys where talking about the villages where the were born
Platana was transported with makinas along the cable
where these machines where hanging there was a path
At one point of the path you had to walk very fast,
people said that a phantom of someone who died lived there
The machines hanging on the cable made strange sounds
A long the way
A long the road
There where two dead birds covering eachother with their wings
Melted wax on the stones of the path
Ancient walls
A piece of coconut
A ritual? Someone killed two pigeons
In a way they died together
Which was romantic
I could feel some presence
planted one
I found an earring in the earth
There is a wardrobe full of things
nobody seems to know from who they belonged
I ate two flowers a pink purple one and a lila one
It taste like salad
Yesterday we sat around the fire and the boys where talking about the villages where the were born
Platana was transported with makinas along the cable
where these machines where hanging there was a path
At one point of the path you had to walk very fast,
people said that a phantom of someone who died lived there
The machines hanging on the cable made strange sounds
A long the way
A long the road
There where two dead birds covering eachother with their wings
Melted wax on the stones of the path
Ancient walls
A piece of coconut
A ritual? Someone killed two pigeons
In a way they died together
Which was romantic
I could feel some presence
17 August 2014
Cursie
Barro Blanco
I started playing music on plastic buckets
Swinging the hips from the right to the left
Drums away the thoughts
Just the rithem of the plastic tons and different sizes of buckets
a hollow deep sound
asked for my full presence
for a second the body and mind joined
I got out of the second bus
Barro Blanco
the miss of the little white church was about to start
at the same moment people gathered from all sides
I wanted a beer
A man tried to convince me to take another drink because it was cold
When he saw me drinking the beer
he went off to the church
I saw the priest arrive with the car
One meter bellow the ground there is white mud
to make plates
Barro Blanco
I started playing music on plastic buckets
Swinging the hips from the right to the left
Drums away the thoughts
Just the rithem of the plastic tons and different sizes of buckets
a hollow deep sound
asked for my full presence
for a second the body and mind joined
I got out of the second bus
Barro Blanco
the miss of the little white church was about to start
at the same moment people gathered from all sides
I wanted a beer
A man tried to convince me to take another drink because it was cold
When he saw me drinking the beer
he went off to the church
I saw the priest arrive with the car
One meter bellow the ground there is white mud
to make plates
16 August 2014
Houses made off garbage in Moravia
Lina asked me to join her, while I just woke up, I agreed
The centre of Moravia a school full of kids
All of them screaming for attention
incredible I thought this noise
I wonder if childeren in the Netherlands could reach for the same volume
We never knew eachother as a child
You should try again to be as strong as you where
when you where a child
You should let go
Am I your first Brazilian man
I was suprised
I pushed his head away when he tried to kiss me
Dancing in the same places again
with a man who has 5 million dollars
I miss you salsa
I recognize the place
Somewhere is somewhere far away
Lina asked me to join her, while I just woke up, I agreed
The centre of Moravia a school full of kids
All of them screaming for attention
incredible I thought this noise
I wonder if childeren in the Netherlands could reach for the same volume
We never knew eachother as a child
You should try again to be as strong as you where
when you where a child
You should let go
Am I your first Brazilian man
I was suprised
I pushed his head away when he tried to kiss me
Dancing in the same places again
with a man who has 5 million dollars
I miss you salsa
I recognize the place
Somewhere is somewhere far away
15 August 2014
Medellin for the third time
I do not want to work with you but I like you as a person
Sometimes you end up in situations like this
Medellin again with a plan
Some plan but not a strict plan
The airport and the road downwards
different perspectives on the city
with lights twinkeling away
Somehow I feel this strong attraction to this city
The chaos of the city the city with lights
the hills with lights
My friend was not at the airport
I asked someone for help
We were in the back of the car with four persons
The driver took sharp curves with full speed
The woman next to me showed me photos of her child that was just born
Felicitationes I said
the car took more sharp curves downwards
back into the city where my friend was waiting with a cab
I was happy to see him
I do not want to work with you but I like you as a person
Sometimes you end up in situations like this
Medellin again with a plan
Some plan but not a strict plan
The airport and the road downwards
different perspectives on the city
with lights twinkeling away
Somehow I feel this strong attraction to this city
The chaos of the city the city with lights
the hills with lights
My friend was not at the airport
I asked someone for help
We were in the back of the car with four persons
The driver took sharp curves with full speed
The woman next to me showed me photos of her child that was just born
Felicitationes I said
the car took more sharp curves downwards
back into the city where my friend was waiting with a cab
I was happy to see him
14 August 2014
Girl you dont know much
She did not know the difference between a regular coffee and a coffee machiatto
How do you make a coffee machiatto?
She stared at us as if the question was very odd
People sleeping under blankets
the bus station
Back in Sao Paulo
Mummies around 5 o clock
Soon they would wake up
I had to go
A rush of adrenaline flourished through my body
The man next to me called someone
again he kept ringing people in the bus
Well I tried to unwrapp myseld of my rain clothing
I accidently sat next to him in my underwear
quickly I covered myself with clothes
Than he talked about salsa or some other dance
I assumed he was calling different women
I asked him after some hours
Sin sonido por favor?
She did not know the difference between a regular coffee and a coffee machiatto
How do you make a coffee machiatto?
She stared at us as if the question was very odd
People sleeping under blankets
the bus station
Back in Sao Paulo
Mummies around 5 o clock
Soon they would wake up
I had to go
A rush of adrenaline flourished through my body
The man next to me called someone
again he kept ringing people in the bus
Well I tried to unwrapp myseld of my rain clothing
I accidently sat next to him in my underwear
quickly I covered myself with clothes
Than he talked about salsa or some other dance
I assumed he was calling different women
I asked him after some hours
Sin sonido por favor?
13 August 2014
P. and M.
I observe the people around the metro
they walk
coming from different exits
Right, left from under from above
From the asphalt
Out of the asphalt
Between a cloud of pigeons stands a man
A round the pigeons stands a man
With his back and waving hands as if he is a pigeon
feeding them
dusting pigeons
in circles in the air
And there are P. and M. always cheerfull into their adventure
We swim in circles
in the tiny swimming pool of 2 by 3 metres
Than it rains and their is a electricity cut
in the darkness we think of a plan
a plan without a beginning and an end
You look like you are going to the moon
I observe the people around the metro
they walk
coming from different exits
Right, left from under from above
From the asphalt
Out of the asphalt
Between a cloud of pigeons stands a man
A round the pigeons stands a man
With his back and waving hands as if he is a pigeon
feeding them
dusting pigeons
in circles in the air
And there are P. and M. always cheerfull into their adventure
We swim in circles
in the tiny swimming pool of 2 by 3 metres
Than it rains and their is a electricity cut
in the darkness we think of a plan
a plan without a beginning and an end
You look like you are going to the moon
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