I like the sight of round fruits growing on black rabbit feet. I like the smell of my cat. My goldfish when she is hungry and tells stories about fallen fairies and snakes without tales. Water and bubbles. Windows and doors. Castles hidden in skies of melted cheese. Snails in jars. Stolid ants on the run. Rainbow coloured tea bags. Sunshine. Burnt-out stars. Bathroom sinks filled with toothpaste. Watering plants and saving jellyfish from dried puddles. Eating jellyfish. Squeezing jellyfish. I like the smell of my other cat. High towers and turrets. Thick walls. Apple trees. Dark forrests and invisible wings.
The body of that whispering voice...
There is music everywhere. Especially in my tea cup.
I have red chairs inside my head. They are surounded by a silent darkness. There is a faint smell of burned popcorn. Two screens. I hope the film has a happy end.
I like to press on buttons, but my remote control doesn't work anymore.
I like squared books. I like round books. I like books filled with paper. I like empty books. I like books with words in. I like books with letters in. I like books when they make sense, but i like them more when they don't.
My friendless goldfish.