Poetry found in leaflet on Carston Höller’s ‘Decision’, Hayward Gallery, June 2015

When we look jointly

we see a mirror lens to invert his vision,
the impression of presence,
the passage of time.
Another timepiece.

At moments within these dark corridors,
moments of rupture,
it meanders, the decisive moment,
like a pair of restless, insomniac twins.
They can no longer be sure
the length of time in which it is possible
to disrupt
two apparently twinned entrances.

Dreams are a short-cut
with holes for children to climb in an out of
while others look on.
It’s a bit like I’m using other people’s kids,
more than 600 billion offspring,

Morlette Lindsay & David Marshall (editors)


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