Johanna Gustafsson

See how it drip, see how it fall, look at me falling.
You gravitate. This must be real.
Geometrical underlining. But there is nothing under the
geometrical line. It is absolute.
I try to enter. Slit up the line into an imaginary real.
I want to fall in but is constantly being pushed out.
Clock the volume. O HHH YY UUUUUUUUUUUUUU U
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I think I heard something. Where is the translator?