Tom GellieBig Picture Skiing Pty Ltd · Coach/Director

Japan 2015

1 Mar 2015 · 2 min

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A poetic monologue that moves between cliffs, lakes, and quarries while describing the body as a landscape. The speaker keeps saying "get a little closer," inviting intimacy through images of bleeding, cutting open, and merging with another person.

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The side pockets let bleed over the rocky cliffs that you lean to peer over, not forget what feet are, spitting threads of thunder over me. Into the edges round you. Into the lakes and quarries that ring. On all the edges round you. Round you. Round you. Get a little closer. Let go. Cut open my sternum and poke. My little ribs are all of you. They're all the little crumbs of you. Get a little closer.