We always seem to find a way back to each other,
you and I.
YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF
This got even funnier when I realized that to shoot it, essentially someone had to hurl a massive rat puppet at Cary Elwes.
This show. Oh my God this show
We’re driving through Atlanta
and it is the end of the world
and you point out the window
and I follow the pale curl of your arm
and the line extending from your finger to the moon
and the moon is full
and on fire.
because you can’t remember the meaning
of nonchalant, but I’m massaging
your neck, whispering,
It’s what you are.
— from “Charismatic Ambulance Driver,” Mark Leidner