I sincerly am you say you say

There’s an upheavel among the boys in the schoolyard to be pretty much seen by everyone. One showed his spreaded fingers catching the wind. It is so strange how the breeze came so out of a sudden. From where I was watching a long concrete band covered my entire body but not my eyes. The breeze came from the back. At eleven we had to mesmerize our words in which this boy was looking at a fly on Tim’s sweater. They ask me if I ever had black outs.

The leaves interrupt light’s pertinance
for just a tiny flock of air in time
leaving flickering highlights of bright green.

The boy is in front of me with his soft blond
short hairs taking a little battle pushing
each hair over the next one and getting
back in shape again.

He said I look like an angel because
there were two bushes of oleander
left and right of me. He said that it
meant that I with them, would fly upwards.

I tried to tell him I was thinking on a word
But he said twice; you’re already looking
down on me, and I tried to tell him
and he said; you don’t know very much
Then I wanted to say: you’re piece of hard-
working filth, bweh!

The next morning we wanted to sit next to each other and he told me that his brother took his bike so that he had to walk. I took me long to figure out how he could still be on time. And I imagined him taking a route through the little forest which would cut short. Some people really check my outfit. Besides some sort of truth.

When the hour went near by morning in Jambes the hills and it’s wideley flat spreaded rocks were almost blue. Someone was on top hopping from stone to stone. He hadn’t been sleeping much. There was someone whom he met last night and he was now thinking on what he said.