Ears Wide Open (tanjung [a gangrel's dream of georgetown]) by T&T published on 2016-12-17T14:19:22Z in the muted glow of my mind i saw peace just hanging there i wanted but couldn’t have it a fruit forbidden inert and out of reach there was darkness sweating from the cracks along my skin and beneath my feet so i walked the earth in search of naught a loop unbidden the streets in parenthesis i stepped into right steering whirligigs to chance my life into submission i moored on jetties, shook off rickshaws a stomach chidden i panhandled for bread and circus trash was art and art was salving for gashes in walls and souls without traction and i was art and i was trash a twine lidden on soaked paper at a cyclonic bus stop for all their many eyes and limbs the gods continued uninvolved kittens and i slept side-by-side a shrine hidden lullabied by stinky holy water drain Text © 2016 Tetiana Aleksina & Tony Single Image © 2016 Tetiana Aleksina Audio © 2016 Tony Single Genre Poetry Reading