hello nicola
it is,
long time, no see
do i remember you?
do you remember me?

you said,
you were a child at heart
and that you did not care
about the things you do
but you are the most adult person –
i have met

the pain is high
nothing may come your way
and the work that you do
may not pay,
and we never know why

i went home with you
and all my happiness went away
i have got to call you today

perched high in my hands
my head tilted with eyes of grey
and i sat and i told,
of the world that died yesterday

like a wheel
turning around and around
but unlike a wheel,
no place to go
like an unemployed performer