Good thoughts can be thought in the shade of big trees
even when they move
nothing is missing
someone to blame
everywhere and inside
But I’m never free
before I understand
that I’m in charge
No one else can save
I must take it myself
not just pretend
in the midst of speculation and perspective
hairpins and footsteps
metastases and candy bars
that also belongs to me
Can’t get around it
just persevere
or sink
I must get on
Louis Méme
