OHNE TITEL

2022

Sometimes when I'm around people, the conversations get on my nerves.
Because then I feel vulnerable, like my life could fall apart with just one little word.
At such moments, I sit quietly and knit like a spider weaves its web.
As if I had nothing to do with it.
The sound of people's voices is becoming more and more distant.
As my web grows, every moment gets caught in it as if it were the prey in the spider's web.
I don't want anything to do with it. But eventually, my idleness becomes the web.