‘Uterus´

I usually accompany each painting with a poem I have written myself. Womb Today I feel lost Half an hour has passed. And a sadness washes over me – - It seeps in. This sadness trapped inside me. It swells. Bit by bit, filling me, filling me. My mouth won’t open. My ears are closed. My eyes that weep. I feel the lie of my thoughts. I feel the lie of my body. I feel the lie of my words. Lost, trapped inside me, they take on a colourless dimension. Without lines, without text. They gain! Another half hour will pass. And my body explodes without managing to break through the contours of my skin. Everything implodes inside me and only inside me. Lost as I am. 20.08.2013