Today I lost count



There are no good choices

and choices must be made

Choices must be made

with a rock


With a rock big enough to make sure the job is done

-it has to be clean-

and, in truth, I don’t want to touch


You can regret doing the right thing

You can regret not doing the wrong

Regret the moment that confers the responsibility

to kill


If you can only feel the connection between all life

when you take a little bit away

What a heavy world

Impossible to lift