I want to feel the weight of the imposition.
I want to meet art people.
Oh, you mean humanity?
I want to feel the light weight of discovery,
only to find that someone had already carried a bench here.
I’m carried farther and farther away into my memories.
So, desire is like the sea, but I can cut it short.
That’s an image that I cannot see but can hear.
That could be the right track.