“If there is a hell, I hope it finds you.”
You met me in the middle of my escape. See, it’s not your fault. I stopped to take a breath and we walked. We walked together for a time. But, this is still my escape. This must be where I finally make it out. See, it’s not my fault. I blame the time. I blame our speed. I blame my legs. I blame my feet. I blame my hands. I blame my chest. I blame my heart. I blame my mind. I blame my soul, as it’s easy to blame something that isn’t there. See, it’s not my doing.
“I did what my body told me.”
See, I’m all quotes and interpolations.
You loved an irrelevant encyclopedia.
(Source: tracewilliamcowen.com)
All words, film, music, etcetera by Trace William Cowen