< Queen of the Lake >

how are you renegotiating boundaries // willfully exploring hazards

geese line up on the curb // twin water fountains blend cascading layers

A duck turns away then looks at me over its yellow beak with a black dot eye.

every lake has its rules.

The bell tolls 9am from a hot orange bell tower

a red and white chocolate bar wrapper floats in the lillies

I gravitate towards a bench.

The lake’s marshy parts do a fake smile and laugh.

what do I hold on to // field of tall grass rooted in water

more than a facade // white blossoms in the grass

I’m waiting for my next instructions.

subtitling inner dimensions

Green tinged bridge over the green marsh with lotus flowers and mud-rooted grasses growing in giant

spherical clumps // I feel lost when the birth event is over, tree leaves crab walking on the clouds

vigilantly watching the lake’s shifting moods, why do I ask for permission?

Enclosed by a system of cars and skyscrapers, fences and palm trees

Geese move their necks like snakes // geese honk and white blossoms purr

through the fence’s metal diamonds everything is dynamic and diamond-shaped

garrisoned swan boats

extend their wings

2 irridescent breasted pigeons // the intersubjective flux —

Show me the Queen of the Lake