My summer

for FČ

You ask, why I kill wasps

throw stones at the rocks

and don't walk on the crack

 

why I talk to crabs

and harass them

why I can't walk in slippers

why I still build forts in the shallows

wear a straw hat

why I eat Bobi flips and read Lacan

 

you ask me why I swim naked

 

how can I explain myself to you

when you don't understand my summer