Bonus Material
In the second I opened my mouth to sing
"Who am I?"
Listen, I am something other
I am my skin and my hair
But also something that is you
Your other, your other is oozing out of me
Booming back at you
And the pavement follow you
With its new eye
In a sound but also a manifestation of silence
And emptiness
I remember the entrails of an animal
That I stepped on
That collapsed more open
And what is oozing out
It's mine and yours together
It is my strange new parts
You listen beside me
Dip my finger in it and put it in your mouth
'Cause my mouth is your mouth
Start with the words, those notes, those things
A marriage of byproducts
You and I, a marriage of bonus material