And I watched a small bird run that yard without its head so the blood could be a blessing. So you saw someone you love kill something too. When the head goes there are muscles that keep going. One of them would call the other if the night called for a smoke. Remind me then…what is this? Our agreement. You can watch me while I read you something. You can have me while I’m here. Love is difficult for brutes like us, with or without assets.
