All the fear of missing out, in my head, hitting every corner, every tile around my brain, making the sounds of the future, vibrating the past, tense and dark, still dipped in colors, colors to step on, smash and survive!
'To be or not to be' is the ultimate question. First, you have to deal with your hangover, hanging over your dreams.
Is this the start, the end or is it just the weekend that fuels me? Who owns the weekend? Is it me or the universe around me?
(2021)
