words, words, words–
do you hear them fall
like dark atomic snow
in bottomless space*

what animal are you what body of water what do you feel in a bare white room without doors without windows

– the game is to reveal what kind of lover I am, something about the flow of life, how I approach my death in solitary confinement, three times three meters, a person’s time perception is intact for approximately five minutes, after that there and you and here and it there, and then and when and it wishing to say something about enduring the silencing, in silence, somehow enduring the unendurable behind the prison walls, that were, were the protective walls while Man With No Name in Wang’s movie rummages about the plastic bags in his hole in the ground without a glance, unworded (nobody speaks to him either)

unworded, unmentioned; the summary justice and those imprisoned without a sentence; behind

the antifascist protective wall, that was, was Schandmauer, the blue wall, the Jerusalem envelope, the Wall of Shame in Western Sahara; also there were professional mourners, Era Eiro, sorting seam zone, buffer zone, the camp’s kapos, Todesstreifen under what is human Geta was murdered by his brother; the Roman emperor who thereafter gave order of damnatio memoriae; those who mention him will die even the coin images, every name inscription was to be erased in a pitch black room without door without windows, in the hole in the ground; the freight container with those arrested; in a windowless room covered with gold, zinc and copper deposits; by the silent diplomacy; damnatio memoriae, a range of power or of fright, forced amnesia inwards for the solitary, outwards for the masses by way of the possible into the impossible; fracture – fractal; snowflakes, neural pathway warning; about anxiety, affliction and snow blindness,

Eritrea

* quote by Gunnar Ekelöf