a post scriptum

it’s the same moon but it’s not the same moon

yes and no

and that you will open to me

you know it’s true

but it won’t hurt you

new dawn fades

all together now, shoes

shoes, say hi to shoes

sounds like curves

no, not here

there he is

kitchen sank

spring and autumn meet

there’s also motion in not moving at all

wall to wall and brick to brick

live. sometimes life too.

one day you are here and one day you are there

go out

that will always go out