TE15 Lithuanian Honey Cake

7 Stones

hot in a child’s crisp mind dream stones flitter like hoverflies nesting birds in the meadows of his nerves

I knock on you – earth I knock on your door – earth I knock on you with my little man’s hammer

open – knock open up – knock knock open up earth – knock knock knock

THE STONE COLLECTOR picks up the mossy, grey and white specked stone from PART II and puts it to his forehead in the same manner as before. we are taken back to the end of PART I in U BÁBELSTEIN_Ů. INTERMEZZO I / “proverbs”

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