don’t listen

Water color and Chinese ink on Japanese paper
65x100cm
Perhaps I silenced something
but the liver hears it
and now beats
seeking a formula
to remove the thing
without you hearing it,
it might hurt you.
It has hurt me.
What he did was innocent
It was moved by threads,
threads of iron made with blood
and animal impulses.
The liver wants to vomit
but has no channels to do so
and the stomach is deaf
it only hears the sweet,
savoury and bitter,
the acids that it has not tolerated for ages
destroyed the tympanums.
Only the vibrations can save us.