MIKA KARHUAfter a Memory 3.1.2015 – 1.2.2015
Pain, witnessed,
is not for show.
It is no
delusion, it cannot be disproven.
Laboratories
produce new substances.
Substances
that heal and kill.
Life is a
paradox without justice.
It is not the
brain that feels the pain, the eye that sees, the ear that hears.
The skin does
not feel the cold.
I am in the world, together, alone, a stranger.
Feet, restless,
compelled to seek discoveries through error.
With death.
Mika Karhu