These things are there.
- Randolph Henry Ash, Possession
And now you're talking about uncharted territory,
how you can't believe how you feel, how you are bound to get hurt.
In the penultimate scene, Maia, surrounded by butterfly bushes,
runs down the hill and lets go of the note. She will never see it.
Docents clutter the walkway with empty pizza boxes.
Killing the dreamscape seems the only level-headed thing to do,
and you pride yourself on your level-headedness and pragmatism.
At night, cynical about your feelings, you check your messages,
and the secrets strangers have failed to pry open.
Room to room. Room to room.
Why go there?
Think of the momentum of this 18-wheeler when you hit the brakes.
