Water Talk

One of my favourite of the several Yoko Ono conceptual instructions that i read at her exhibition recently...

You are water
I’m water
we’re all water in different containers
that’s why it’s so easy to meet
someday we’ll evaporate together

but even after the water’s gone
we’ll probably point out to the containers
and say, “that’s me there, that one.”
we’re container minders...

To read more of her instruction art visit this site: yoko ono

Threads...

All the cold, chilly wind that blows
A wilderness of sensation it evokes.
Creates a whirlpool of emotions in there,
The source of which i'm still finding..oh where?

Rainbows within rainbows, colours are myriad
Words within words, creating a facade.
Words are like nails, if they can fix, they can even cause holes.
All that is left now are two hollow, empty souls.

Covered with polythene, a fresh yet temporary dew
Threads entangled, lots left to sew.

Stitching corners, pleated folds
No more wax in human moulds.

Crossroads are many, closures few
Endless journey, people new.

From dawn to dusk, dusk to dawn
A silent fight, the threads are torn.

Clouds overhead, swayed by pleasure
Threads broken, lost loved treasure.

The ends loose,
unable to fuse.
The ends lost,
how much really does a new thread cost?!

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