I convert to this deep sea lesbianism

I say I have family in London
but I

I have no one

just this tropical cancer in his 40s that wants to fuck me
like a wound
like a wounded
vaseline
I will parade my loneliness

I repeat

like a wound

I will parade my ugliness

and I'll write a play at Ballhaus in Naunynstraße
and I'll tell you that my pain is unprecedented in history
I do have the audacity
and I do will leave this
this god damn city

I will do

I will proclaim that a wound looks like I imagine a vulva to look like
my sexuality a regressive emulsion of gasoline
under I wish to find – a deep seated paradise

Aus der Reihe TO BURY WITNESS