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Another Life

2022

London

Video and sound installation

Cold blood,

frozen flames.

The winter rushes

through my veins.

Like thin ice

under a stone -

my skin is cracking,

slowly breaking.

This rusty time

stuck in my bones,

I`m screaming,

my swollen heart

is shrinking,

I`m sinking

low from high.

 

For another life

I`d die.

Morse code for the poetry (in sound and in flashing).

The poetry surrounds you.

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