Thursday, October 31, 2013

Now I Don't Even Bother



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."

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