the lists left around

There's a list of emotions and questions 
laying around this place, 
which I am not sure how to approach,
this tide of extremists in politics "Votez blanc" splashed across posters
but we all know not to do exactly that,
unless, of course,
we wish to bury ourselves further down the landmine,
or 
can someone help me, 
reorganize my life, as in compartments or piles and piles of paper,
how to get affairs in order, laundry, clean and crisp, necessary to move 
in order to MOVE but where and how, I still don't know,
or
the freezing nights, warming up under heaps of blankets,
when can I finally get a hug,
or
a hand to hold so, as I waver, I don't have to do it alone,
or
should I feel ashamed 
if I am not participating in democracy, I know, I know,
I am a horrible citizen, what else is worse? 
Oh how I wonder, as I try to concentrate and read 
Audre Lorde while waking up, no internet connection in the morning,
my fault, I know, trying to not spend too much money for these basic necessities
not everyone has access to,
or
my ramblings of my such loud brain, all alone
physically, mentally exhaustingly, 
or just the crunch from life around me,
a turmoil, turmoil, bubble and squeak, and cackling cauldron smoke,
how do we go forward towards the beam of light I can see 
yet..... 

A collection of tinkers and objects. April 2022, Strasbourg, France. ©le_chah_errant

Hello! Bonsoir! Enfin, le beau temps! Do you have the nice spring weather finally? This week, we present a few lines written here off the top of our heads.

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