I want this movie to be simple
I’ve always wanted life to be simple my greatest achievement
Is the internal minimalization of everything
Instead maybe just my greatest mistake but
The damages it has wrought so far
Have been too small to tell.
Money, their gold amongst the green leaves,
Has never been anything to me.
Its luster has fallen simply off the tree for me when it seems right
I’ve managed it well, and I scoff at the weak
Who squander and whom it squanders.
I did not imagine this to be urban like Hercules
I have spent my best when I could in the rural
But not enslaved like Him.
Bones rattling, the train’s violent shaking
Makes me aware of myself and I bet
He never got self-conscious.
These subtitles are imperfect,
All I acknowledge is the imperfect
Perfection is nothing to me.
I have finished all my Labors and
The breathiness the light the subject.
And feel as if again in those rural fields of escape.
Such a transformation, No, I know
My greatest achievement: mastery of time.
Now the breathing has turned into
Unbearable grunts, the talking goes
My back hurts. I am back again.