I wouldn't put that there if I were you.
I wouldn't promise this will cure cancer
but it might heal a broken heart.
You can hide, you can escape
but nothing beats running from nothing.
Driving through grass so tall it can tickle your palm.
Take off in any one direction,
wait for wet gravel and dry sky
that perfect scent of freedom.
Helps to have a straw hat and 2 cigars.
One for now
one for just in case.
I'd try to play it cool
but I'm already hooked.
Been for years baby... years now.
That twitch in my fingers
that nervous nonsense that falls out of my head.
It's not your fault
I'm just accustomed to being in a rush
since
everyone runs away eventually.
I'm in a hurry to have as much you as possible before that point.
It's destiny.
I'm to be the last man on earth,
lost at the edge of the universe
witness to a choir of a trillion homeless voices.
Infinite unclaimed souls.
That knowledge
that fear
its like a cold piece of metal in my chest.
Not piercing, or weighing
just there... very quietly
every
day.
They're waiting to sing.
I'd invite you to this place...
on condition that you understand what it means to me.
What this big long string of nerves and fear could mean
if he just had the means to be irresistable.
It's a lot to digest
this endless stretch of witnesses
their impartial observations unspoken
just
twinkling
in nothing short of perfection.
It's exactly what I'd promise.
