NINETEEN

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.

Slow slow slow slow slow.

And not now.

But...

Cheers.

That is supposed to be there and you are supposed to be then.

I know things.

I'm sure of things.

I have the logic of myself but the heart of hope.

Take the heart.

Put it in a box.

Lock it up.

Swallow.

Silk is smooth but you see every sweat stain.

Cling to friends.

Run.

Be.

I.