Testo Destination: Not At Home

The cities run in lines down highway No. 95. A via: an ave to those inside. Who hasn't the interest or the time to fight each dalliance and lose some mind as a life gets stretched across such lines? Of course, I relate, so I quote-unquote “woke with a piece of past caught in my throat” when I stretch a life across such lines. Some haven't the interest or the time, and that's fine.