Here I am: the mess up.
I feel like saying – don’t read, don’t look – and then again – even with the fact that I can be online right now; but will lose this possibility soon again – the words in my mind and my voice have dissapeared – somewhere there is a lot to say; but there are no words coming out of me.
Read my book – blank pages
Hear my song – no vocals; no instruments – silence:
See my movie – the screen full of snow
I try not the be lost – but the world is a complicated place:
and after all
if maps do not exist – how can you be lost?