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Sin City. Las Vegas.
Drive through the Mojave alone aside from snakes and lizards traveling aimlessly along the side of the two-lane highway.
Alone. Without you. Without anybody.
My journey through the desert, to a town of nameless people - I feel stampeded by loneliness...
Men throw shiny 3x5 cards at me - they want me to fuck their whores.
I look out the tinted window of the 21st floor, air conditioning bursts under my t-shirt on to my sweaty skin. I touch the glass and feel 106 degrees outside my window - 68 degrees inside my room.
You - a hot, tropical place that I have never been. Me - an ordinary, unexotic place.
A fragile, translucent surface separates us. But I can still feel your warmth. And you can still feel my deathly cold. Yet neither can retreat in to the other.
Like your true love, I visit Paris. I climb the Eiffel Tower - but what I see from atop is not what it should be.
I return from my journey through the desert - I changed there. The heat of the sun, an unidentified carcass, the red of the mountains in the distance, the stinging sand in my eyes - I hear your voice as I approach, and I am calm.
Drive through the Mojave alone aside from snakes and lizards traveling aimlessly along the side of the two-lane highway.
Alone. Without you. Without anybody.
My journey through the desert, to a town of nameless people - I feel stampeded by loneliness...
Men throw shiny 3x5 cards at me - they want me to fuck their whores.
I look out the tinted window of the 21st floor, air conditioning bursts under my t-shirt on to my sweaty skin. I touch the glass and feel 106 degrees outside my window - 68 degrees inside my room.
You - a hot, tropical place that I have never been. Me - an ordinary, unexotic place.
A fragile, translucent surface separates us. But I can still feel your warmth. And you can still feel my deathly cold. Yet neither can retreat in to the other.
Like your true love, I visit Paris. I climb the Eiffel Tower - but what I see from atop is not what it should be.
I return from my journey through the desert - I changed there. The heat of the sun, an unidentified carcass, the red of the mountains in the distance, the stinging sand in my eyes - I hear your voice as I approach, and I am calm.