I love, you love, I laugh, you laugh
I'm sawn in half
And all the stars are splashed across the ceiling
I carry Nick Cave with me wherever I go: he’s in the mountains and the city, in my sorrow and my happiness, my love and my narcissism; in every extremity of my human emotions, he is. In all the memories and scenes where his music has been ringing like a mantra in the back of the room or the back of my mind, he is.
Thank you, you, for a lovely concert on Monday.
And for every other moment, you have given me.