for a long time, I melted into
the walls
contaminated
by my initial environment
where sordidness unfurled
spread everywhere
like a slow flow of radioactive lava
I aspired to transparency
not the kind that undresses and reveals
a literal transparency
that of disappearance
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I froze
under the grip that tightened my throat
a vise since my first breath
a constant constriction
that refined, reduced my neck
like a floral stem that unfolds
into an unfinished bud
coiling more and more on itself
until forging a knot
from which emerged
my wire
where now shine
the tips of my barbed wire
I was a wireframe presence
punctured, partial
formed of invisible meshes
that let rageful screams filter through
and all the blows
of a foreign body, immense
too heavy to push back
who knew how to crush
my formless lines
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I erased myself
until there remained
neither a fault of posture
nor any face by which to express
neither the pain, permanent
nor the shame of never having had the strength
to defend myself
nothing ever pierced the blurry shadow
behind which I hid
neither the misunderstanding
nor the growing rumble of anger
that I concentrated
into a single clear frequency
between my synapses
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on the tips of my barbed wire
the grip comes now
to lacerate its decaying flesh
photogrammetry | 3D modeling | text : KAROLINE GEORGES
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