Ear Walk

A big ear lies on the floor at the feet.
Walk along the lines of this ear.
Passing curves and slopes, walk into the depth of the ear.
Suddenly, an eye grows on the tip of the index finger.
The nose has also become an ear.

Walk lazily along the walls of the ear.
Slugs are crawling on the back.
The ear traces the lines of its own self.
Strange curves.
Voice of vendors are heard from afar.
Those were the last voices that were heard.

The person is moved by the ear on the tip of the nose,
by the eye under the chin, and by the ear between the legs.
Hands wander around the labyrinth of hands aimlessly and infinitely.
It enters King Solomon’s palace.