Things The Body Remembers When I stood Against The Wind

The Things the body remembers when I stood against the wind.
A person standing against the wind like a sculpture by Alberto Giacometti.
The person becomes like barks of trees.
Your back is full of insects. Your body is flat and hard like a wooden board.
Your ankles are bitten by rabbits.

Hands are touching the surface of a wooden door in front of you.
The antennas stretching out of your fintertips
infinitely trace the grains of wood on this door.

But as you turn your attention to the insects on your back,
You become the face of an ugly witch.
While being the face of the ugly witch,
you walk one step through the wooden door.

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