What my brain can do so well
it cannot do one more time:
put upside down
images of the eye right

I tried it
with a film
and got sick
of the world

dizzy into my intestines
as in Villa Volta
where I braced myself
against gravity

Only with closed eyes
I can relax and hang
in ropes, or stand on my head
like a tarot-twelve yogi

and exist in slow motion
floating from alpha to delta
waves into the depth
my imagination of eternal

life

I am a giant with numb legs
and superior looks
I will not bow my stilts
to reality

My eyes prefer to run
over digital platforms
rather than walking barefoot
in reality

In the clouds around my heart
I am safe, taking shelter
floating visibly hidden
above reality

I am at home everywhere
I know the beaten tracks
to my favourite places
of reality

I would not want to be small
lose the overview
and then certainly get lost
in reality