how is the air that you breathe?
and the cracks in the footpath?
and the inside of your kettle?
and the crevasses of your belly button?
and the hairgrowth on the tops of you feet?
and the unknown ends of your shoe laces?
and the ink stains on your finger tips?
and the dust your television set is collecting?
and the shadows beyond your letter box?
who knows stranger boy?
i dont...
