you gotta move

which side are you on?

There’s a balance to all this – I’m sure of it, I tell myself. A crane’s all lit up in the distance. Wires cross the sky above me. Cars pass below, but they don’t know what’s in me. Two words from another language reminds me I should keep going. Onward and upward, and all that. The impetus is growing. Like the Mark Eitzel song, I’m gonna move myself ahead / but I don’t know how.