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Sunday, March 02, 2008

by Jenny Holzer
Clothing & Fragrance Designer

I walk in
I see you
I watch you
I scan you
I wait for you
I tickle you
I tease you
I search you
I breathe you

I talk
I smile
I touch your hair
You are the one who did this to me
You are my own
I show you
I feel you
I ask you
I don't ask
I won't ask you
I can't tell you
I lie
I am crying hard
There was blood
No one told me
No one knew
My mother knows

I forget your name
I don't think
I bury my head
I bury your head
My fever
My skin
I cannot breathe
I cannot eat
I cannot walk
I am losing ground
I cannot stand it
I cry
I cry out
I bite
I bite your lip
I breathe your breath
I pulse
I pray
I pray aloud
I smell you on my skin
I say your name
I cover you
I shelter you
I run from you
I sleep beside you
I smell you on my clothes
I keep your clothes

Yesterday I went to Boarders book store do my research. Then I found this in one of the design book. Quite interesting, so I type out and share. Frankly, I don't know what she wanna express through this "poem". There is no any explanation.

Ok~ Gonna continue rush for my fyp.

Have a nice day.

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