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Comment by Guido Vermeulen on Friday

AT ST LUC HOSPITAL, an exorcism accompanied by a letter to CP

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on Friday

AT ST LUC HOSPITAL, part 1 by GV

 

For Cheryl Penn

 

Doctor, the lighthouse in your eye drives me insane!

 

It injects radioactive fuel into my sorry veins

 

to reach my aching heart thru’ fluo heat waves

 

while my brain recites a self fabricated mantra on the spot.

 

I won’t let you go, are singing naiads, imitating Sade.

 

Amputated lungs are growing back in a sudden dream sequence.

 

In my blood stream strange fish appear to swim towards my shrunken penis.

 

The black nurse tells me not to forget to breathe.

 

Mia on the phone hears the sound of the razor blades around my testicles.

 

Instructions for a newborn child: do not eat the next 2 hours, do not move your leg for 6 hours, do not take a hot shower for 3 days at least.

 

I am dizzy by the light and ask the nurse to close the eye of the white god.

 

Eating causes instant pain, why is that not mentioned in the hospital manual?

 

I recite the alteration of the seasons in my changing head.

 

Fluid leaks into my arteries, traveling to Nowhere Land.

 

When I wake up I see another nurse checking the wounds near my penis. She smiles; what is there to smile about I wonder?

 

She applies some severe presure on the stitches.

 

No blood on the moon, she sings, so I must be healing. I am a student, she explains.

 

I see blood dripping from the bed, creating a pool in the middle of the room but I know that this is only my own anxiety, how some of my emotional stress surfaces inside a dream.

 

The tennis players continue their endless game between the sheets of my bed.

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on Friday

AT ST LUC HOSPITAL, part 2

 

I ask to remove the blue plastic from my feet but there is no plastic; so I ask to remove my feet instead.

 

Are you gonna walk on the moon soon? a third nurse asks me.

 

I start shouting political leaflets towards the sun behind the curtains.

 

My body feels like a huge bag of sand stranded on an empty beach,

 

Where is the bridge?! I cry and ring for the nurse in panic.

Is it hidden inside the mini fridge?

 

You are definitely born on the wrong side of the continent, nurse 4 explains me calmly. She is little, looks like 6 but has the wisdom of 6 X 12.

 

A doctor NO tells me to take more blood thinners.

 

I look to the open veins in my arms, bleeding like a silly lookalike of christ & continue dreaming inside a dream inside a dream inside a dream inside.

 

 

 

Guido Vermeulen

June 2013

 

Comment by Theresa Ann Aleshire Williams on May 17, 2013 at 4:31am

Glad to see the exhibited piece, Guido! Ah what that rabbit has seen and heard, eh???

Comment by Theresa Ann Aleshire Williams on May 16, 2013 at 8:36pm

Ha! Ha! Glad he made it to Brussels!

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on May 16, 2013 at 6:05pm

Rabbit NERO doll (made by Theresa Williams) travels to the Agrelha restaurant

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on May 6, 2013 at 4:04pm

Camera jam is solved, so here are shots from CAN YOU SEE THE RABBIT DOLL INSIDE A ROCK? exhibited at the Grelha restaurant in May

I put this work in the toilet of the restaurant, next to the spot where people can wash their hands, it is my strange humor that I intend to show my best works at that peculiar place.

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on May 4, 2013 at 7:57pm

Marianne is in Budapest right now, so I suspect this is a photo of an Hungarian doll

Comment by Theresa Ann Aleshire Williams on May 4, 2013 at 4:15am

What a great doll!

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on May 4, 2013 at 3:46am

CAN YOU SEE THE RABBIT DOLL INSIDE A ROCK? is on exhibition at the Grelha restaurant since May 1. Camera failure, so I have to go to repair shop, so you will all have to wait for pictures.

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