Blurred memory
Well,
a memory of a memory,
VHS cassette
black box, flip over
JVC
enter
play.
Countless kids
A 2nd and a 7th
dresses, checked shirts and two kaba’s
Three large cakes
Guyla from the album of the decade
you know it
Laughter, joy and claps from the gleeful audience behind the scenes
Ahh the crew
the cameraman- as silent as ever,
capturing every moment,
every hidden facial expression,
every quite bicker
every surprising outburst
Tables and chairs set aside for the show ahead
For the cast
Each attempting to outperform the other,
as the laughter continues
Koded, koded, koded
Wobble, wobble, wobble
A circle within a circle
Next clip
Sembedu libey
Slightly muffled
Two birds
Two fruity green slices
One devours, the other plays
She appears
Toned tattooed arms,
Her flawless kederayti skin, slightly covering her glorious veins
Refined and perfected in her Cotonificio Barattolo
Tongue bitten- on the right side
The two birds fail to flinch, as she refills
Whispers of encouragement
Playing with the green and munching continues without so much as a glance
Why would they?
Afterall,
ጓል ዓንዳት (Gual Andat) is here