Oxygen living Anna de Roodestraat No: 4388 Westwoud Netherlands
On the road as always, read my hand
bought a canary
Looked round out of faith.
Then let my voice fly, clapped after it
pointed so hard that everyone looked.
Now you and I are into other fabrications
we are getting
stranded in a secret.
Not here not in this room
not like this.
Not the answer of whatever canary
which is always less
This is what the canary voices:
the sound of a room
with no one inside.
Translation: 2008, Willem Groenewegen