22 July 2013


His white hand or his hand which appears white (almost as though he were wearing a glove) flashes periodically out from behind his head. I keep trying to predict when it will come again, which rhythm it is responding to or making, but I cannot. As soon as I think it has stopped entirely it begins again in a hurry - once twice or more in quick succession. Tap tap flash. But it's not quite a tap, a tap is lighter and more ordinary yet it is not violent as a slap, maybe it is a beat, a beat beat of an unpredictable heart. I sympathise. I empathise. I perhaps allow myself to think I am it and it is me. An unpredictable heart beat beat stop.

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