Virus my temporary neighbor…

…always besides me I really like to get rid of you. ‘Stop following me!’ I yelled – armed with my vitamin munition. Acid drops of vitamins in my crying eyes. Enveloped by the steam of dead chickens parts boiling in their meat decomposing sludge. A delightful place – warm and cuddly.

Breathing in – at the end I will win!
WATER COLORS - The virus

The Virus
Stuttgart, 2017

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