Gossip
by johannespunkt
Take off your clothes, and take this paint and brush. Paint little faces all over your body and smooth out your features. Open your mouth; don’t open your mouth. This is no way to breathe. Be calm. Where is the air coming from? No, listen. The faces have begun to talk amongst themselves. Their voices are drowned out by the way your heart drums in your ears, you must stop it.
Good.
You are in a room with no-one else. They are moving. When your features return, the faces will be gone. You must hear what they are saying now.
Johannes Punkt’s Flaskpost 
I feel there’s is a lot I should be saying about this, but it should all be said in silence. I don’t know. But it’s a feeling. I think it’s the right one.
Thank you for sharing the feeling, I think it might be the right one too. I shall hand you the paintbrush in silence.