Friday, April 3, 2015

the road

more travelled.
the ones less.

We went there. Do you remember? It's somewhere in these pages.

It was a tour of sad, crazy, beautiful, someone send him a loaf of bread and tomatoes. He never slept. If you ever went to see Paul you paid for the experience of paying for him.

(and I fear what that says about me visiting there. from what I saw Paul would have had a hard time living with himself after killing a man no matter how justified he may have felt after doing it.)

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