... yes you ... i think ... awake, soaked in sweat ... you but you ... answers ... ? ... from crumpled notes, failed screenplays, atrocious novels, graffiti on brick walls now demolished ... the words of recluses posted to internet forums by shuddering hands, etchings and fractures in great columns ... tea leaves ... language ... in the eyes of others ... a flash of your own face and mine ... hurry past hanging mirrors engulfed by dust ... rest ... did they know? ... did you try?
had to have it ... i would do anything ... to quiet you ...
I was promised you ...