TO CLOTH
Inside
I am lying at my feet
A crisscross of cables
ready to be woven
by experienced hands
with fingers that know
of threads to cloth
That I could sit
on my own self
sink into my insides
with my body shell
And this would be different
flexible and yet
at one with my surroundings
People could even
bear me.
© Tjitse
Hofman, 2000
© translation
Willem Groenewegen, 2001