she lives in this house over there, has her world outside it. grapples the earth with her fingers and her mouth – she’s five years old. thread worms on a string, keps spiders in her pockets, collects fly-wings in a jar scrubs horse-flies and pinches them on a line. she got one friend he lives next door, they listen to the weather, he knows how many freckles she’s got, she scratches his beard. she’s painting huge books and glues them together, they saw a big raven, it glided down the sky – she touched it. today’s a birthday – they’re smoking cigars, he’s got a chain of flowers, sows a bird in her knickers, they’re smoking cigars, lie in the bathtub, a chain of flowers.

Pois é, tava legal a festa ontem, mesmo com o pessoal da Singles levando a sério os pedidos e tocando quase duas horas. Medo! Aliás, me deu pena da banda: de todas as pessoas que estavam lá só umas 7 não eram conhecidas minhas. A banda ia ter uma platéia mínima… Mas tudo bem, eles tiveram público, o pessoal dançou bastante, a discotecagem depois fluiu delícia, deu para se divertir 🙂