Monday August 24

I collected everything
Everything I could find around me
Corn, bamboo, garbage and plenty more
I carefully piled it up
And put myself on top of it

And now I am standing here
Cramped.
Any higher would be impossible.
At a given point it is high enough
At a given point it is fast enough
Then everybody says: this will be enough

And I am standing here.
I haven’t got a connection with down there any more.
I am standing exactly 17 metres and 78 centimetres above the ground.
The tower is standing 17 metres and 38 centimetres away from the rails.
That means that
If it would fall
I would lie on those rails

My head is full
It is lonely out here
It is quiet out here
It is wavering out here and I don’t know how to get down.