we open on a closed door
video installation and poem shown at Forma Otwarta Oleśnica in Oleśnica, Poland
several pigeons
in our house the
house that seems
closed, a way in-
side spend more
time in reflection
grazing gazing
soon music
horns come roaring
through a chimney-
like space fire
escape a statue
green wall
protector sprinting
downstairs coming up
with so much
the house absorbs it
absorbs us like a
voice called out
it's hungry again
the drain smiles
the drain grins
all drains waiting
at the door how long
has the evening train
been gone before