Visual poetry collaboration with word, sound and image.
Written by ELSE FITZGERALD (VIC)
Sound by MASONIK (WA)
Concept / Video / Projection by JUTTA PRYOR (VIC).
The sky is a low flat razor
above your balcony before the dawn.
And how I feel right now
I might knock against the sky.
Your bed becomes an ocean at night,
we arrange each others limbs around us like sails.
There's something fleeting between us like the wind.
It's all gentle like a tide receding,
something you can't keep or hold on to.
Footprints in wet sand never last all that long.