fingers stiff

I am a cold kindness

unknown, unreal, uncertain

can you follow me

when my path

is when?

the problem is simple

I don’t see the point

in an artwork

that doesn’t know itself

or how to be fluid

fingers still stiff, stiffer

and my eyes are glued

where they do not move

they do not look

at a problem

that’s been long gone

my unknowness, unrealness, uncertanty

are wearing me right