A man stabs a woman and she bleeds a child to give meaning to absurdity. Life has always been a state of emergency. Breathing is a problem. Every step in any direction is an act of destruction. The child is his father’s secret sigh and the five tons of flax from his mother’s thighs. The child could make like a solution and dissolve but decides the only I worth having is the blind bat that fell from the roost and survived the cave’s floor.
Adriaan