CAVEAT
For Truls Mørk
My time to move to Norway has not come yet. But today I lent my body to Schubert. Schubert, who always wanted to be a woman. I said: “Schubert, my love, take my body and your soul to Norway. Away from gate-keepers, peer-reviewers, false-prophets, schmucks, rationalists, and literalists. There you can be the woman you want be. And no one will notice. There will be no one.” Schubert said yes. To thank me, he wrote the adagio for me. To evacuate my death.
My time to move to Norway has not come yet. But today I lent my body to Schubert. Schubert, who always wanted to be a woman. I said: “Schubert, my love, take my body and your soul to Norway. Away from gate-keepers, peer-reviewers, false-prophets, schmucks, rationalists, and literalists. There you can be the woman you want be. And no one will notice. There will be no one.” Schubert said yes. To thank me, he wrote the adagio for me. To evacuate my death.
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