The Sphere, the Flesh and the Machine
Suddenly I left my body and rushed upward
I see red
Spinning past
Lost in the machine
Bodies flattened into images
Identities smudged together
Blurred voices
My blood boils
Plutselig forlot jeg kroppen
Et symbol flytende ubundet
Snakket om
Spoken for
a mother
a body
a vessel for
tradition
ideology
beauty
Flattened
Becoming an image
Abstracted