Laura, are you still living there
On your estate of sorrow?
You used to leave it occasionally
But now you don't even bother
To ride that commuter train, west to Chicago
I used to leave it occasionally, but now I don't even bother to ride that commuter train to Cluj. To set foot into the darkness of a movie theater. Vicarious living as an addiction. Vicarious living as the only known way of living. All those other bodies, all those feelings, all those different paths and possibilities - "their beauty carved out of absolutes you could never claim or even envision."