Why are we so fixed upon
—Running at eachother’s backs
in a crazy circle
—the loops of infinity

and the order goes boy-girl, boy-girl

everyone chases somebody else
—running at eachother’s backs

and the order goes
Boy-Girl
Boy-Girl

always in the same direction.
—arms outstretched as if to grab
the person in front
—but grasping nothing but
wishful thinking

i’m the king of wishful thinking

—after both my legs broke
running in circles with my arms stretched out
wishfully thinking
—i stopped to let them heal
lying in the epicenter
of the circle of people chasing one another

and the order went
boy-girl, boy-girl

—nobody catches anybody
when they try to grab at eachother’s backs
—everybody wants someone else
which is why most end up with nothing
— they fall dead in the circle
you think we would learn
— but we just jump over corpses

and the order goes
BOY-GIRL, BOY-GIRL

—so i started running after ignoring
two broken legs
—they were bound to break again
i feel them giving way

—Why do we run at eachother’s backs?
why not run towards eachother?
—then we would have something to hold
which we obviously want
— but everybody wants somebody else

so we run in this circle, outrunning who is chasing us
chasing who is outrunning us
—in a circle
—the loops of infinity

and the order goes
boy-girl, boy-girl