"maybe someday we'll meet again, when our two roads hit the same dead end, and oh, im counting the days"
"i am dreaming of a life, and it's not the life that's mine. in a stolen car, i rocket west out past that Jersey line. and the robots in their riot gear glimmer in my rear view mirror. Love came like an axe and had her way with this coarse earth. And a rich deserving book, she was recovered and understood, and I awoke!"



