Thinking and Feeling

and making all these damn pictures,


and

running and running round my head it says: Just one more, just ten more, just keep going....



just make the mark, just go, just keep going....



make it all mean...



And, what of love?
Well,
Bring it to me,
my life,
I will eat it,
and because it is bitter,
and
because it is my love
i will stay awake and draw you a picture
of what I think
and
what I feel
and
that I love
why I love