i will eventually grow tired of picturing the ex trees. the xS trees look like marked heros. anyone who survives is a hero i suppose. we're all marked. you can't see the mark and we hide it if we can, it's a blemish, it's a shame.

mud and bones and lone roads

two bridges

something about redundancy. it's a burden. it's naturally compelling. it's so fucking boring. it's the human paradigm. it's the unbearable quandry.