Swim, my tired brain,
run up that hill with full throttle,
or walk in figures of eight,
it's alright to think, it doesn't hurt,
But sometimes you will wonder ...
does the face express the thought
from a distance ... in an instant,
Does the limb bleed if there is
no one there to witness it ...
I wonder, you'll wonder,
mentally bandage and move on,
it's alright, you're alright.