I have found my place
And the world is full without me
Strings pulled
Of a living act
I perform behind a glass partition
All that I am obliged to
As they watch
It appalls and paralyzes me
Though reality is but a system of power
There is no point in language
I lavish for nothing in your favor
I am neither a slave
An accomplice
Nor a witness
All and no accomplishments
Removed from praxi
As images are frozen
No place for an average of states
Where I cannot write my love story
By myself
Or how it will end
Only you could do that
I have not used you for my own ends