Current Location: Windhoek, Namibia.
I'm attracted to blank spaces. The sort of white space on a map that Marlow mentions at the beginning of 'Heart of Darkness'. Only the blank spaces hold any attraction, that is what I hank after - and so she undestood, because she didn't shake her head or look confused. Because she remained silent.
Did I think of you
when i sat with the 'Quiver Trees'
listening as those sounds
cast deep vents in the air
did i think of you?
Did i think of you
when i sat in the desert
watching sand grains
leap from the tips of
dune mountains
did i think of you?
Did i think of you
in the Lunar desertscapes of Namibia
where ancient Earth
collided with my weathered heart
did i think of you?
