maybe i just don’t get it. i mean: i’m ready to that: maybe it’s just one of those things that are really simple: easy thing: i just don’t get it. it’s helpless. it’s just like that. but still i don’t like it, even if it is so. that’s why I keep trying to order words, to put words in the exact locations so they can mean – and i never get it. i mean: never can i be sure to have done anything more than the nothingness of not be.
Texto: Alberto Lopes